*hehe*
At least the sweater’s not Easter Bunny Pajamas, ala “A Christmas Story”. Or the sweaters Mrs. Weasley sends her kids. Or… my goodness, is there THAT much “Relationally Dysfunctional Clothing” out there in the world??
Someone needs to start a cause. “Remember, only YOU can unravel your aunt’s monstrosities.”
Well, because if the kids ruin it, it is no big deal. Trust me. I know. I have lots of younger cousins and the last thing you want to do is to wear nice clothing around them because you get mysterious stains that you have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA what the heck they are.
Also if it’s the person who gave it to you’s kids, you 1: Prove to them you ‘liked’ their present 2: If they spill crap on it and ruin it then you never have to wear the damm thing again! 🙂
Randie used to keep a box in her closet labeled (grammy sweaters) where the exiled sweaters lived. The house fire took care of’em. But certainly, she could use them to paint in… a little bit of acrylic could cover up the undesirable parts of that sweater.
*hehe*
At least the sweater’s not Easter Bunny Pajamas, ala “A Christmas Story”. Or the sweaters Mrs. Weasley sends her kids. Or… my goodness, is there THAT much “Relationally Dysfunctional Clothing” out there in the world??
Someone needs to start a cause. “Remember, only YOU can unravel your aunt’s monstrosities.”
That’s a cutsey, wootsey sweater for sure!
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Bottom Layer, classic funny.
We call them “Teacher sweaters”. Something about working with small kids make women want to wear silly things…
Well, because if the kids ruin it, it is no big deal. Trust me. I know. I have lots of younger cousins and the last thing you want to do is to wear nice clothing around them because you get mysterious stains that you have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA what the heck they are.
Also if it’s the person who gave it to you’s kids, you 1: Prove to them you ‘liked’ their present 2: If they spill crap on it and ruin it then you never have to wear the damm thing again! 🙂
Randie used to keep a box in her closet labeled (grammy sweaters) where the exiled sweaters lived. The house fire took care of’em. But certainly, she could use them to paint in… a little bit of acrylic could cover up the undesirable parts of that sweater.
Luckily, I have been deemed too old to receive clothing as presents from anybody anymore. So I don’t have to worry about the grandma sweaters.