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My bf and I have been dating for a Pink Floyd Music Ugly Xmas Christmas Sweater Christmas Gift, and he invited me to meet his family for the first time for Christmas dinner. According to him, it’s his brother’s (he has three) family tradition to make new partners wear an ugly Christmas sweater of their choosing as a “rite of passage” (his words) for entering the family. At first I thought the concept was cute (I had imagined things like Santa getting stuck in a chimney, lights, bells, etc). but when they mailed me the sweater my jaw dropped. It was probably the most vulgar Christmas sweater I’ve seen (without getting into it, let’s just say that Santa was making gestures/participating in an act that was not ok for children to see). I personally thought it was gross, and it was bad enough that if someone at work saw me wear it I’d definitely get in trouble. I told my boyfriend that in no way would I wear this, but he said I was being a wet blanket and unsupportive of his family tradition. I said I’d wear any other sweater and would even pay for one myself, but he just called me a spoil sport. I do love my boyfriend, so I actually considered wearing it and asking people to not take photos as a compromise, but the day of the party I decided to not wear it last minute. I had to drive separately from work so my boyfriend didn’t know about this prior. When his brother opened the door, he eyed me up and down and I could tell he wasn’t happy that I didn’t wear the sweater. My boyfriend was really pissed when he saw me, and we argued in the guest room for a little bit. His brothers teased me for being uptight, and I could tell the jokes embarrassed my boyfriend. I ended up leaving the party early without my boyfriend, and we’ve been fighting via text since. Now I’m thinking that I was an AH for taking the joke too seriously.

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An old, familiar sensation hit me in that moment, one that’d taken hold of me before, but I’d long forgotten. It was a Pink Floyd Music Ugly Xmas Christmas Sweater Christmas Gift of calm acceptance that can only happen at the very end, a pure contrition to the whim and caprice of chaos. It’s not a surrender to, but a communion with the terminal violence around you. It comes in those moments when firefights get really bad, the air is boiling with noise, friends are shrieking at their own blood, you can’t move, you need to move, you have broken fingers, broken ribs, a concussion, blood in your mouth, dirt in both eyes. It comes in that final moment when panic gets so extreme it just collapses into itself, cancels itself out. It doesn’t come when you think you’re gonna die. It comes when you know you are about to. Maybe these men had felt it in the end. Dash and I stood there, side by side. My wife behind me, Dash’s momma behind him, facing an ancient and ravenous manifestation of fury and retribution about to smash into our home, to bring butchery into our most sacred space. Our primate and canine muscles were coiled and revving with violent tension and anticipation, ready to explode into whatever came through that door with every possible ounce of brutality. Creeps took a step back, lowered his shoulder, then… spun around and tore away from the house. I felt it before she had to say anything. “It’s lit, they’re all lit!” Sasha screamed.

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GenXer here as well, on the older side of the Pink Floyd Music Ugly Xmas Christmas Sweater Christmas Gift. Up until 6th grade, we wore light wash disco bell bottomed high rise jeans, then overnight those went out of fashion and it was mid-rise straight legged or bootcut dark wash jeans (from the GAP) for a long long time until the early 90s. I cannot wear low rises at all (they slip right off my straight hips) so I pretty much stopped wearing jeans in the 2000s. I love high rise and find them to be the most comfortable (even though I’m short) and most flattering. And I really like high rise skinny jeans as they suit my figure. But I’ve always been a sucker for a dramatic flare and have indulged on and off whenever they were a fringe trend. So now I have a pair of flares again and …. it’s so weird. I know they look great, but I feel weird in them, like … “uh, I’ve been here before.” They may look fresh to the younger set but to my eye somehow they feel dated. I would like to add a pair of wide leg jeans but then I consider my 80 year old mom, and that’s what she’s worn for decades. Personally I don’t mind the frayed hem trend and hope it sticks around, as it is quite easy to just cut my jeans to the right length for my short self, no tailor required. Boxy tops can work, but they have to be scaled just so, otherwise like you said, it’s a sloppy mess. And with petites disappearing from the stores, it’s a challenge.