A sweater with a design of two male hands holding up the boob area. It was from a friend who thought it was hysterical. Went into the charity dumpster the next day.
That sounds like the perfect sweater to wear while working in your gardens, GreenWitch.
From my ex mother in law, a rather large decorative item composed of green plastic leaves and red plastic strawberries, with a little loop for hanging...
I feel a little bad for making fun of it, as she would have thought it was fine, a nice thing. Still, I could barely retain composure.
gustavratzenhofer wrote:That sounds like the perfect sweater to wear while working in your gardens, GreenWitch.
If I still had it, I would send it to you as a gift Gus. You could wear it under you overalls and no would know about the hand design.
Why would I hide such a thing? I would wear it with pride.
A porno movie.
Apparantly it was supposed to make me feel better, because I was feeling sad and crying because I didn't feel attractive.
amazing how it didn't just perk me right up.
A pair of knitted leg warmers with ruffles at the hem. Hideous. I didn't know what they were and put them on my arms instead.
I got a pair of socks and a pen from a friend one Christmas. That wasn't too bad. The socks had little frogs; cute enough, even if they're not really my kind of thing. It's just that I got the same gift from her the very next Christmas. These socks had cows, though.
I guess she really didn't know what to get for me.
[quote="Green Witch" two male hands holding up the "boob area"...[/quote]
LOL ... boob area - that's too funny ...
ossobuco wrote:From my ex mother in law, a rather large decorative item composed of green plastic leaves and red plastic strawberries, with a little loop for hanging...
I feel a little bad for making fun of it, as she would have thought it was fine, a nice thing. Still, I could barely retain composure.
I know where you're coming from - esp with the little loop for hanging...
lolololol
A grotesque-looking, yellow-colored, plastic camel. It was a wedding gift - didn't have a label on it. No wonder the giver wanted to remain anonymous!!
I think wedding/shower gifts are the most likely to get tacky or horrible gifts.
I also got at my shower - Tshirt with matching hats that said bride and groom with the wedding date. That also went directly to the charity bin. It would be really interesting to see though - walking to work one day and some guy begging money from me with Bride across the shirt and hat and my wedding day.
For our first anniversary my ex-wife got me a garden hose. And we didn't even have a yard! I should have recognized that as a sign of things to come.
Awwww blacksmithn... that about made me cry.
Unless....
maybe she wanted you to get creative with it? hmmm?
She wouldn't have needed to BUY a garden hose for that, when she married one...
Apparently I was the worst gift giver.
I was at my parents home for a visit at Christmas a couple of years back and my mom invited us all (her children and grandchildren) to pick through her jewelry and select anything we fancied. Going through the pickings she tried to fob off anything she possibly could to get rid of the stuff, when she came across a diamond cross pendant. She made a nasty comment about it, asking who on earth would give her such a cheap trinket when I balefully looked up at her and said "Em, actually that was from me!"
Heeven wrote:Apparently I was the worst gift giver.
I was at my parents home for a visit at Christmas a couple of years back and my mom invited us all (her children and grandchildren) to pick through her jewelry and select anything we fancied. Going through the pickings she tried to fob off anything she possibly could to get rid of the stuff, when she came across a diamond cross pendant. She made a nasty comment about it, asking who on earth would give her such a cheap trinket when I balefully looked up at her and said "Em, actually that was from me!"
Oh, you can't leave us hanging like that. What was her reaction? [breathless with anticipation]
She looked unsure for a moment and tried to back-pedal, saying well it wasn't really that bad, just not her taste when I reminded her that she had, while shopping with me in Boston, seen something similar and raved about it but couldn't afford it because it was diamonds. She then took a second look at it and asked "are they really diamonds" and I just shrugged. It was such a waste of money.
