Her Man: Matthew McConaughey
The Type: Weed-smoking, eco-friendly, surfing beach bum
Buy the dude some shampoo, and get it from Kate Hudson's Wildaid Line. He'll like it because it's eco-friendly, and endorsed by a friend. He likes to bongo in the buff. Support the habit and buy him some new skins to bang on. And a shirt. We won't even pick one out, we just think he should own one.

Her Man: Donald Trump
The Type: Hardheaded, hard-haired business tycoon
The economy may be drooping, but make sure that gorgeous rug on his head stays firm. And it may be the middle of winter, but that particular citrus glow of his ain't going nowhere. We've seen the headlines, his stocks are plummeting. The Donald needs to tell Gucci they're fired and employ Men's Wearhouse instead.

Her Man: Pete Wentz
The Type: Rock star daddy
Now that baby Bronx Mowgli is here, Pete's too busy changing diapers to line his eyes. Toss out his guyliner and make him an appointment to go permanent. Babies are expensive, and Pop's got an album to promote. Get him excited to hit the road with a brand new Fender P Bass. While he's on the road, he'll need some reading material for downtime. Neal Pollack's take on hipster Daddy-dom take on hipster Daddy-dom will hold a special place in his heart. While you're out don’t resist the urge to pick up something emo baby-themed.

Her Man: Robert Pattinson
The Type: Affected dream boat
Ever since he complained of panic attacks when too many Twilight-obsessed 'tweens surged upon him, we've been concerned. For his safety, and the safety of your relationship, buy this disguised protection, and shield his gorgeous mug from sixteen-year-old stalkers with this hipster ski mask.

Her Man: A-Rod
The Type: Homewreckin’ Athlete
Place a bid on a bulldozer so your homewrecker can finish what he started. Let’s make this mistake last -- for insight into your bedside manner, give him your personal celluloid diary and the priceless gift of hindsight when it comes to botched romantic collaborations. And of course, you can't be seen with him if he's without that crucial accessory.

Her Man: Spencer Pratt
The Type: The mini-mogul, self-promoting douchebag
Gotta love a guy who still rocks a trucker hat, especially if it's bedazzled. Shh... don't tell him about the economy, keep piling on the bling. You guys really rolled the dice with those "surprise" nuptials in Cabo, now buy him some cuff links to commemorate the moment your mother calls "the biggest mistake you ever made." Please offer your man a razor for those random patches of peach fuzz, and if this marriage has a chance in hell, he'll be needing some need anger management. Classes in the Hollywood Hills start at 45 bucks a pop.