The Twelve Days of Christmas - Day 3

On the third day of Christmas I spent the day receiving gifts from my boss M.

M is gay. I mention this only because his taste and sensibility heightens the level of gifts he gives.

He took his team - three of us - to Cafe Istanbul for lunch. There he gave us what he called "practical and whimsical gifts" in lovely gift bags with fabric handles. Not dollar-store gift bags. Inside were a rechargeable flashlight from Restoration Hardware, small cashmere handwarmers - that's right, cashmere - from Restoration Hardware, and the cutest little piece of china from Anthropologie that at first looks like a knick knack but is actually little flower-shaped measuring spoons.

After work we went to M's house, along with a few other co-workers, for drinks and hors d'oeuvres. There he gave us all a bottle of chocolate wine and a box of Lindt chocolates.

And speaking of cashmere - which I was, earlier, if you were paying attention - M has a tiny little dog that's almost a year old. The dog is part Yorkie and part something else. M loves the dog and M loves Ralph Lauren. It's all he wears, and it's all the dog wears. He - the dog - wore a tiny little Ralph Lauren cashmere sweater tonight. That's right, cashmere. And he owns it in two colors.

Dog dresses better than me.