
Rosewood
Deep red and cream, with roses and a handwritten feel. The warm one.
Create a personalised birthday website for your boyfriend with your photos, your memories, a letter and one private link.
He types a four digit code only the two of you know, and everything you put in there opens up.
Start for free. No coding and no hosting. You pay once, at the end.

Every year goes the same way. You ask what he wants, he says he does not really need anything, and he means it. So it ends up being a hoodie, or headphones he already owns in a slightly different colour.
The one thing he cannot buy for himself is everything you have never quite got round to saying, in one place, with your photos around it.
WishCrane builds that page for you. You bring the photos and the words. Everything else is already finished.
A birthday gift for your boyfriend he cannot order himself, because it is made out of your photos.
Fill it with the photos, the running jokes and the things you actually want to tell him.
One private link on his birthday, and he works through it at his own pace.
No drawer and no bin. The website is still there when his next birthday comes round.
You pick the photos and write the message. WishCrane handles all the building.
More than a message he scrolls past.
It will not open until he types a four digit code you picked. His birthday, the day you met, the score from a match you both still argue about.
Candles he puts out himself, on his own screen, before the rest of it appears. A small silly thing, and the bit he mentions later.
The pictures you choose fill a polaroid stack he can throw aside, an album with pages that turn, and the frame beside the lock screen.
The things you do not say out loud very often, sealed behind a wax seal until he taps it open.
Short lines about him. Not an essay, just what you would say straight away if somebody asked why him.
A real page at a real address, still exactly where he left it a year from now.
No account to make, no app to download, nothing to install.
There are two. Rosewood is deep red and warm. Aurora is night blue, with northern lights and falling snow. Open both and pick whichever is more him.
Five to twelve pictures, the letter and the reasons. Every box arrives with something sensible already in it, so you are editing rather than starting from nothing.
Pay once and your website goes live. Your private link arrives by email, ready to drop into WhatsApp whenever the moment is right.
Both are live and working. Open one, try the code on the hint, and go through the whole thing.

Deep red and cream, with roses and a handwritten feel. The warm one.

Night blue skies, northern lights and falling snow. The dreamy one.
One payment, made at the end. There is no subscription and nothing renews.
One birthday website
$3.99$12.99
One-time payment. No subscription.
Start for free. You only pay once the page is finished and you are happy with it.
None at all. Nothing gets installed, there is no hosting to arrange and no account to create. You answer a form and the page is built for you.
Roughly ten minutes, assuming the photos are already on the phone or laptop you are sitting at. Choosing which pictures to use takes longer than anything technical.
No. He taps the link, types the four digit code, and it opens in the browser already on his phone. No app and no sign up.
Each page has its own private link and is protected by your four digit code. Pages are not listed publicly and are kept out of search engines.
Five at the least and twelve at the most, spread across the polaroid stack, the album and the lock screen. Any of them can be swapped before you send it.
You have a 24 hour window and an edit link in your email. Anything you fix updates on the link he already has, so there is no second message to send.
No. One payment, no subscription and no renewal. There is nothing to cancel a year from now.
Ten minutes now, and he gets the one thing he could not have bought himself.