You there! Yes, you! Do you have a man in your life who you don't really know that much about? Maybe you just started dating, and you're not sure what he likes, but it's his birthday coming up and you've been seeing each other a couple weeks and you think "well, I've gotta get him something, right?" Right, you do gotta get him something, because otherwise you are a cruel shrew succubus whose heart is like a prune; dried up and black, with a laxative effect.
Where was I? Oh yeah. If you've got to, absolutely got to, buy a gift for a man whose needs/wants you're not completely sure of, then MenKind is pretty much a safe bet.
That's right, although MenKind sounds like a charity for testicular cancer, it's actually a shop that sells all manner of man-stuff. It's like firebox.com, but, like, not as good. Actually, if firebox.com had an actual physical store, it might look a lot like this; a collection of non-essential, kind of non-wanted items that screeeeam "giftware!" so loud you're scared your ears might explode.
Step in here, and you will find a compendium of drinking games (£10), a Top Gear Stig clock (£10), a plethora of 'kooky' and 'unique' lighting options, and enough top-4 football stuff to, ooooh, I dunno, make a big old pyre in the back yard. Just a suggestion...
At the end of the day, nobody really wants anything from this shop. It's shops like this (and websites like firebox.com) that encourage lazy gifting. Mind, they do sell Slankets. And Slankets are good. So although I was going to give it 2 stars for its collection of crappery and its glaring lack of imagination, an extra star goes on for the Slanketry.
Boys: if you are bought anything from here by a girlfriend of more than four months, you are in trouble. She doesn't know you, or like you enough to find out what you actually like, so she has bought you a clock made out of a squashed Stella bottle. This is not love, this is an insult wrapped in a present. As the old adage (or, song) goes: "If you don't know me by now (and you buy me tat from MenKind) then you'll never never ever knowww me." Well, quite.
Girls: if you have to buy something from this shop, it means your man is most likely an incommunicative bore with the emotional intelligence of a rock. So ditch him, and spend the gift money on a Slanket. It'll keep you warmer than his diffident embrace ever did. read more