I got to enjoy one of my favorite Labor Day traditions, Santa-Cali-Gon Days. Or as we call it - Sally-get-it-on. I love it. It has so many of the things I love; food on sticks, deep friend ANYTHING, crafts, crazy people watching, crafts and oh yeah, crafts. However. There's one craft phenomenon I just don't get. Maybe because it's an old lady thing and I have a few years to go on that one. Or maybe it's because I do not live in a rural comunity. Either way, it's horrible and has got to stop. Calendar sweatshirts.
That's where you put any holiday decoration on your shirt, sweatshirt, sweater, totebag ... anything. It's got to be the single most tacky thing, ever. Cuz, you know what? I'm not walking around wondering if there's a holiday coming up, just waiting to run into someone with a pumpkin on their chest. No one needs to see you in your sweatshirt with the stupid wreath. Everyone can just assume you are in fact a great grandma, we don't need it emblazened on your very unsupported boobs. I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks this is dumb. But there were 3. Yes, 3 different booths that I saw with several old ladies gathered around to choose their favorite holiday to support. I saw one couple trying desperately to decide between a snowman and reindeer. A difficult choice indeed. Put them both down... step away from the applique.
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