I think I've mentioned this before, but on paper, the worst give I ever received was standard bathroom crap like a toothbrush holder and a shower curtain from my ex for my birthday. He had the right intentions at the time - we had just moved into a new place and stuff and he knew I was wanting to do some stuff with the bathroom, but bathroom essentials aren't really what a girl wants for their birthday. He did make up for it by later finding me a super incredible physical copy of a David Bowie interview with Playboy from like the 70's and a signed copy of Invisible Monsters Remix by Chuck Palahniuk.

Some of the best gifts I've received were some super-specific me-stuff including earrings, a necklace, a teeny tiny little vintage-looking pillbox encrusted with gems, a teacup, a squid corkscrew, and some beautiful wall decor. (Rantz is a great gift-giver.)