Having Me As A Daughter Is Really The Only Gift You Need Candle
Mom raised a gift. A walking, talking, occasionally-calling gift. Store-bought presents are simply redundant at this point.
This funny gift for mom from daughter states the family's economic reality. The daughter is the gift. The candle is a courtesy.
Who this is for:
- The mom who deserves the truth on Mother's Day, her birthday, or Christmas
- The daughter confident enough to put it in writing
- Anyone needing a gift from daughter energy that is 90 percent audacity
- Mom. Recipient of the greatest gift, ongoing, since birth.
Scent, selected by the gift herself. Cashmere Musk for the taste she inherited from mom. Cinnamon Chai for their coffee dates. Lavender for the patience mom earned. You're welcome, Mom. For everything.
What you get:
- 9oz candle available in an amber or clear glass jar
- Vegan blend of coconut, apricot, and soy wax with a small amount of food-grade paraffin for structure and scent throw
- Clean-burning, biodegradable, and free from toxins, parabens, and phthalates
- Cotton wick
- Printed in the USA
- Makes a gift she will actually keep
Gift: the daughter. Bonus: the candle. Mom: wealthy beyond measure.
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The sass level is chef’s kiss.
Says what I’m thinking, but cuter.
Quality is solid, design is hilarious. Win-win.
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My new favorite mug. I refuse to share it.
Cute, snarky, and weirdly empowering.
Bought this for my sister. Now I want one too.
It’s like they crawled into my brain and turned my thoughts into merch.
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but you need this.