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I bought my own Christmas present this year. And I think I might do this every year now. It started because my husband asked me the question he asks me every December: “What do you want for Christmas?” I sent him three links. A skincare set. A pair of pajamas. And this hair thing I'd been looking at for months. Two days later he texted me: “Which color?” I said, “For what?” He said, “The thing you sent me.” I had sent him three things. So that narrowed it down to absolutely nothing. Then he asked me for my Sephora password because apparently he couldn't figure out which shade I'd sent him. Then one of the kids saw the browser open and yelled: “MOM, DAD'S BUYING YOU MAKEUP.” So at that point... the magic was gone. And I realized we do some version of this every single year. He asks what I want. I figure out what I want. I find the exact thing. I send him the link. I send him the size. The shade. Sometimes a coupon code. He orders it. Then he puts it in a gift bag and hands it back to me three weeks later. We're basically running a very inefficient delivery service. So this year I told him: “Don't buy me anything. I already bought my Christmas present.” He looked extremely relieved. What I bought was a FabFitFun Annual Membership. I'd seen the boxes before, but I'd always thought of them as one of those things you buy when you want to “treat yourself.” Which usually means I think about it for six months and never actually do it. Then I saw the Winter choices. Rare Beauty. Farmacy. Dr. Jart+. LANEIGE. ELEMIS. Briogeo. A robe. A gingerbread candle. Cute home stuff. Actual things I would've put on a Christmas list. And I realized something. This was basically exactly what I wanted from a Christmas present. I still got to choose what I liked... but I didn't have to pick one specific thing, order it, know exactly what was coming and then pretend to be surprised when I opened it. So I signed up. My Winter Box showed up and I put it in my closet. Didn't open it. Didn't peek. Didn't even look back at my customization confirmation because I wanted to forget what I'd picked. That lasted nine days. I opened it on a random Tuesday night. Which, honestly, made it better. I got six full-size products. Not samples. Not tiny “deluxe minis.” Full-size things. And here's the part I hadn't really understood when I signed up: The box works out to around $65 with an Annual Membership. One of the Winter choices was a Rare Beauty set worth $69. So one product could already be worth more than what I paid for the entire box. And then there are five more. That's when FabFitFun went from “cute Christmas present idea” to... wait, why haven't I been doing this? Because if my husband had gone shopping for me, he easily could've spent $65 on one product. I could've spent $65 on one product. Instead, I got six things I was excited about opening. And because I chose an Annual Membership, another box comes in spring. Then summer. Then fall. Which means I accidentally turned one Christmas present into four presents spread throughout the year. That might actually be the best part. Christmas has always had this huge buildup. Then December 26th comes and it's just... laundry. Leftovers. A house full of cardboard. And approximately eleven months until anyone asks what I want again. Now I have something with my name on it coming every season. Not because it's my birthday. Not because it's Christmas. Not because someone remembered an anniversary. Just because I wanted it. And right now, Annual Members can use code FREEBIE to get a free Bonus Box worth $250 too. So apparently my “one Christmas present” has gotten slightly out of hand. My husband is thrilled, by the way. His entire Christmas shopping list for me now says: “Already handled.” And for once... he's right. 👇 Join FabFitFun Annual 🎁 Use code FREEBIE for a FREE Bonus Box worth $250 📦 Four seasonal boxes throughout the year ✨ Six full-size products you customize 💰 Around $65 per seasonal box, worth up to $350 This year, I didn't tell someone what to buy me. I just bought myself something I'd actually be excited to open.