Remember The Ugliest Sweater in the World post of a few days ago? Well, I finished it! I decided to go full tilt Ugly-Ugly and added some monster cabled scales to the forearm sleeves and front pocket. Not everyone can pull off the Reptilian Convict Monk look! I can, because I'm possessed by the spirit of a 9-year-old skate punk who just won't acknowledge it's taken over the body of a respectable matron by mistake. This is the most comfortable sweater I've ever worn, so I now consider it my cocktail hour uniform. It'll be hard on my husband at first, but he'll get used to it.
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"Cocktail hour uniform...!" HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I love it!
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