ugly is a mater of opinion.

we went to an ugly sweater party.

{well we dressed up for an ugly sweater party and ended up singing our hearts out to smash mouth and third eye blind in windbreakers and scrunchies at a 90s party instead.}

someone asked me,

"did you find that sweater at the di last minute?  it's funny!"

i said,

"no.  i've owned this for a while."

merry december, friends.