I took out the beautiful box, placed it on the counter and just stared at it. Brian looked at me and said "This is pj's???", but I was off in my own little world and didn't even answer. Slowly, I untied the perfect bow, hating that it was going to mess up the total impact of the box, but wanting to see the pj's. Off came the lid....and I swooned again, only longer this time. Inside, the box was lined with beautiful paper and the tissue paper was sealed with a Crabtree and Evelyn seal, and that familiar Crabtree smell wafted up. Now, I'm almost comatose. I broke open the seal, pulled back the tissue paper, and lifted out the pj's only to see that they'd been resting on a bed of perfectly folded sheets of tissue paper--zillions of them-- all packed tightly together like a bed, to cushion the pj's. The presentation was so gorgeous, so splendid, so over the top spectacular, that I almost cried. I haven't opened anything that special or that moving in a long, long time, if ever. I'm going to call them on Monday to thank them. Never, ever, did I need a lift like that, than on Saturday. The pj's? They didn't fit but who cares....I just want to place another order.
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