We won by a landslide at the Crazy Christmas Sweater Party that Dustin's mom, Robbie threw. We won mostly because we were two of 4 participants (the others being the host and her friend) and because our sweaters were without a doubt the most HIDEOUS that have ever existed.
Dustin's was actually a womans sweater with shoulder pads. The embroidered angels and pine trees were so abundant that it was puffy. Mine was puffy, too... with painted polar bears and a doily polo collar. I hate us.
The holiday spirit, which I typically avoid, did seep in a bit. Even if it was to make fun of it. That's really how I shine anyway. Her party inspired me to put up our tree. Our shiny, bedazzled, disco tree. Baby Jesus would be so proud.
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