Bouquet after bouquet of Carnations. (Not so fond of bouquets, let alone carnations.)
A wool sweater in grey. (I'm alergic to wool but I love the reason for the color: Because I didn't have anything in grey. Hm, I wonder why?)
When I was 16, I got a gynormous bottle of Chanel No.5
when I was 48 I got earrings that were suited for a 10-year old.
A skirt with ruffles on the hips. MY HIPS ALREADY HAVE RUFFLES! They don't need any more.
I finally put a stop to the madness. Like I told DH: "I know that I am an ungrateful b****. If I were you, I would simply accept that fact and move on."