French Paper Co.

It’s not that I’m ungrateful about receiving gifts, it’s just that I appreciate — maybe more than most — incredibly wrapped presents, whether they’re heading my way or not. For some reason, I feel a lackadaiscally-chosen gift can be totally redeemed when thoughtfully encased in ribbons, bows and/or paper. I blame my mother for the years of beautifully wrapped and bowed boxes, which were always themed and always unique; one year, it was tartan ribbon trimmed metallic-painted leaves and seedpods from eucalyptus trees, a sort of unconscious homage to our Australian and Scottish heritage.

My tastes have shifted from the homespun variety and are influenced heavily by pop culture and modern design, and that’s why I dig the line of papers offered by French Paper Co. Cheeky and audacious, their papers are sure to make any pair of socks you give your Dad next Sunday a fun little kick. And if you’re into a little potty humor (who isn’t?), be sure to take a look at their series of illustrated books. I mean, what’s not to love about a book entitled “Fluffy Humpy Poopy Puppy?” Nothing. Nothing at all.