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Submitted by Trend Hunter on December 4th, 2008

Since Trend Hunter is all about innovation, we see a lot of incredibly
unique gift ideas. In reality, however, good gifts are hard to come by.

On that note, have you ever received a really bad Christmas present? One
where you just knew the horror was showing in your eyes when you grinned,
grinding your teeth in an attempted polite smile, as you thanked the
generous gifter? Yah, so have I. It’s tough because I am so grateful
when people think of me, but honestly, sometimes a card or a nice afternoon
stroll with a cup of coffee would be giving me so much more. READ THE REST…

Submitted by Trend Hunter on December 22nd, 2008

Of all the brutal presents I’ve received in my life, none have been so humbling as those from (now) ex-boyfriends. You’d think there would be a seminar that hapless significant others could attend to help guide them along the right path to gift enlightenment. The world might be a happier place, especially around the holidays.

Here are the best of the worst. Some of these gifts came from the same person within the same year!

1. Underwear, two sizes too small.

2. A bra, a letter too large.

3. A pack of cheap disposable razors with a note, “So you don’t use mine.”

4. A three-pack of athletic socks (Don’t get me wrong, I love new socks,
just not from my boyfriend)

5. Barbie-blue eyeshadow.

6. A six-pack of lint rollers (Again, super useful but not particularly
romantic).

7. A 30-pack of Natural Light beer (at a total retail cost of about $13).

-Marissa Brassfield for Trend Hunter

Submitted by Trend Hunter on December 18th, 2008

The idea behind a Secret Santa gift exchange is great: Set a price limit, drop names from a hat and gift away. A completely anonymous Secret Santa gift exchange is somewhat more perilous, however, especially when college kids are thrown into the mix.

My freshman year dorm instituted a Secret Santa gift exchange that would remain completely anonymous. Our gifts were to be labeled and given to our RA, who would then disperse the gifts at our weekly meeting to open. There were some brief guidelines and a $10 limit. Since the exchange was limited to just our hall, there were only 20 of us. How bad could it be?

For my Secret Santa gift, I bought an AC/DC shirt. I received a fart machine. Yes, a fart machine. I considered myself lucky minutes later when one of the super-sheltered twins opened a miniature, um, adult toy.

Since then, the Secret Santa gifts I’ve received as a working professional have been relatively innocuous, but no less welcome in my home: a singing, dancing Big Mouth Billy Bass, a Tamagotchi (about 12 years too late) and a tennis racket bug zapper. Thankfully, all of these gifts–including the fart machine that kicked this tirade off–came with its receipt.

-Marissa Brassfield for Trend Hunter

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