It was a Christmas gift to my husband the first year we were married, discovered under a pile of marked down sweaters at the Pawleys Island Men's Shop, circa 1987. I thought it was a wonderful gift. I knew he needed a larger size, but I liked it so much I vowed never to dry it so it wouldn't shrink. God love him, the man wore it at least once in spite of the snug fit.
Don't let her expression fool you–she and I fight over it now; I just don't think our motives are the same.
After my recent fashion post and now this, you're dying to go shopping with me, no?
I think it’s fantastic!
Lol. You’re certainly quite dramatic. No doubt about how you feel about it there.
It’s actually not that bad. I think by nature sweaters are made with the worst designs possible. Who comes up with the patterns for them and why are many of them so terrible? On a serious note, the designers can do better.
I bet that a poll would show that a significant percentage of returned Christmas gifts are ugly sweaters. Things need to change 😉