*shrug* The last thing I ever got to buy for my wife was the engagement ring. She gives me Christmas and birthday wish lists for a reason; she knows what she wants and she likes to get exactly what she's interested in getting.
The first time I took her shooting, I brought quite a few, started her on a S&W 63, and tried to be a good instructor. She latched onto my M28 and wouldn't give it back, and burned up all of my Gold Dot HP's... Boom, flash, little shake of the head, boom, flash...
In my experience, ladies figure out what they like themselves, and then if you're lucky they tell you, and you give them that. If she dosen't know yet, it's back to the firing range to maybe pick up some rentals 'till she lands on something that interests her. Anything else is going to be the equivalent of those awful novelty ties you might get for father's day, or the roll of camo toilet paper from that aunt who thinks you're a "gun nut".
The first time I took her shooting, I brought quite a few, started her on a S&W 63, and tried to be a good instructor. She latched onto my M28 and wouldn't give it back, and burned up all of my Gold Dot HP's... Boom, flash, little shake of the head, boom, flash...
In my experience, ladies figure out what they like themselves, and then if you're lucky they tell you, and you give them that. If she dosen't know yet, it's back to the firing range to maybe pick up some rentals 'till she lands on something that interests her. Anything else is going to be the equivalent of those awful novelty ties you might get for father's day, or the roll of camo toilet paper from that aunt who thinks you're a "gun nut".