I wish someone would invite me to an ugly Christmas sweater party. Or tacky, as they are often called. Back in the early 90's, there was a high end boutique that sold the most adorned Christmas sweaters ever, and I was lured in year after year. I would cringe with embarrassment if you knew how much I paid for them! But, as a true daughter of Pasquale, I have saved every one of them. I need an occasion where it would be acceptable to wear them once again. But, there are plenty of these parties happening, and I am just making their cookies!
I wouldn't call these necessarily ugly or tacky, but pretty darn cute, if I may. So, what are you waiting for? Get those sweaters out of mothballs and party!