worst gift ever was actually five gifts. It was 1973, I was 12 years old and needed a shave- or so most of my relatves thought. I got five shaving kits. But wait you say, ‘surely you got something else, something fun’. My 6th and final gift was an alarm clock.
When I was 8, I got a bra from my aunt. The thing is I was still a size A in college. I was totally flat chested.