Okay ladies, I’m starting this series of gift ideas with my most elaborate one yet. So after reading this, you might be disappointed in all my other ideas, but they’re still awesome regardless of how they compare to this one.
This idea works primarily if your husband happens to be turning 22 years old and likes Taylor Swift, but can also be transposed onto any given birthday.
Step 1: Read lyrics to a song that has to do with his birthday or any song that you can work with. For this particular birthday, I chose Taylor Swift’s song “22” which included several lyrics that I could work with including, “dress up like hipsters,” “make fun of your exes,“, and “breakfast at midnight,” but I showcased the birthday around, “Fall in love with strangers.”
Step 2: Plan out a night that will allow him to fall in love with “a stranger.” While he is at work that day (if he doesn’t have work, send him off with friends/family for the day), go get your hair did (I suggest a different color, cut, and length; I did consider a wig, but chickened out), get your makeup done (I did a classic red lip and black winged eyeliner with fake lashes), put on an outfit that you normally would not wear (I sported the “hipster” look per the lyric, “dress up like hipsters“), and get an airbrushed (or body painted if airbrush machine breaks) tattoo.
Bonus Round: Book a hotel
Step 3: Prepare envelopes with instructions for him and leave them around the house (make sure they’re freaking noticeable or else your master plan will not go well).
Bonus Round: I put about $350 in the envelope for him to pay for drinks, dinner, and gambling.
Step 4: Come up with a name and a story, take your rings off, and be ready for a night of dating all over again!
I was Rose Canyon, a 19-year-old with a fake ID who was supposed to be attending my cousin’s bachelorette party, but my cousin got sick and it was cancelled so I was left with a whole night planned with no one to share it with. This backstory was discussed over the drinks he bought me and then we moved onto the dinner I had planned for “the bachelorette party,” gambled, went to a party on the rooftop, hit the clubs, per lyrics we made fun of our exes and had breakfast at midnight before I surprised him saying that I had a room there.
It will be a night for both of you to remember and enjoy!
I mean, you’re welcome.