When God was distributing the art of gift-wrapping, I must've been having a foot massage somewhere. I major stink at gift wrapping. I have a good friend from way back, Mel B., who would intently watch the saleslady at National Bookstore wrap a gift, complete with ribbons, then she would ably copy the packaging to her purchases.
I have another friend Peewee, who takes a lot of time and effort scouting for the right packaging for his christmas gifts. He'd go all the way to Divisioria to purchase his materials. Through the years, Peewee's christmas presents are such a shame to open because of the artful way it has been wrapped. Its just soo pretty to look at. To give you an example, the other day, as I was approaching my work-station, I saw a powder blue box with a white ribbon around it and thought for a wild moment that someone sent me a gift from Tiffany's! I read the card and it was from Peews. Galing talaga! I thanked him for the gift and commented on his packaging. As expected, he said "syempre Divisoria, noh!".
How bad is my wrapping style? Let's just say that I'd rather buy those National Bookstore cutesy paper bags to put my presents in. A little costly, but at least, it's not too embarassing to look at.