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The year was 1996, and I was in the prime of my '90s pop band obsession—I mean, who wasn't? So I was absolutely beside myself when my dad gave me my very own portable Discman AND the first Backstreet Boys album. I specifically remember playing "Get Down (You're The One For Me)" on repeat for days. Also, a noteworthy gift that year—Spice World on VHS. Which came with two Spice Girls posters. And, oh yes, I hung them on my wall.
John Jannuzzi, Style Collective Editor, Lucky
N64, hands down.
Izzy Grinspan, Editor, Racked NY
One Hanukkah when I was in high school, my uncle and his partner got me The Art of Makeup by Kevyn Aucoin. I don't have any sisters, and my mom's been wearing the same shade of Clinique lipstick since the year 1978, so this book was a mindblower for me—not so much because of its beauty tips, actually, but because it introduced me to a whole new way of thinking about fashion history. It made me realize that there's a reason people look different from decade to decade, and that it's as much a part of our shared culture as music or movies. As much as anything, that gift is the reason I'm working in fashion today.
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Dominique Streeter, Associate Editor, StyleBistro
The best gift I ever got was a vintage doll from my grandma. When I was little, we used to go to doll shows and antique stores together. During one of our adventures, I fell in love with a doll from the 1950s. I went back to the store to see if it was still there and was brokenhearted to find out it had sold. Lo and behold, my grandma had gone back and bought her for me. To this day, she'll always remind me of all the great times my grandma and I have had together.
Justin Fenner, Assistant Editor, Fashionologie
Hands down the best Christmas present I've ever gotten is a 13-piece set of stainless steel cookware my dad found at JC Penney. At some point near the middle of my collegiate career I announced that I was going to drop my meal plan and start cooking for myself, so he bundled the set with a copy of Mastering the Art of French Cooking. I got frustrated with Julia Child and the gang real fast, but I still use my pots and pans almost every day.
Caitlin Petreycik, Senior Associate Editor, StyleBistro
Picking a favorite gift is so hard, but one of my most memorable was definitely the bedazzler I received circa second grade. God help any clothing of mine that wasn't covered in rhinestones or studs that year, because I was going to find it, and bedazzle the shit out of it. In middle school, I dug the bedazzler out of my parents' attic, and went to town on some pairs of flared jeans. This was Britney and Christina's heydey, when the reigning school of denim thought was, the more stuff on the pockets/hems/seams, the better. At the time, I thought my DIY jeans looked awesome. In retrospect, they did not.