Last night, I attended my first-ever Ugly Sweater Party. The invitation instructed we come dressed in our ugliest sweater, bring an appetizer to share and arrive ready to play Bunko. Believe it or not, I had a hard time coming up with something I thought would fit the bill. It’s certainly a switch of mindset when you go to your closet intent on finding something ugly as opposed to something flattering. Not having had time to flock to the thrift stores like some of the participants, and in a moment of “it’s almost time for the party” panic, I threw up my hands and searched my husband’s side of the closet. And yes, I did find something there. It’s really not THAT ugly. In fact, I’ve always liked this sweater on him. But…I probably wouldn’t grab it for me if I were looking to flatter myself. However (and I think Troy will be glad to know this) I did NOT win the Ugly Sweater Contest. I didn’t even win second prize, or third. But I did take photos of the other gals in their ugly sweaters and thought it might be fun to give you a chance to vote for your fav. Later, I’ll reveal the real “winner” (as well as your pick) and tell you about my first-ever chance to play Bunko and the cool prize I won for my 6-1 victory. (By the way, Mom, I just read your email saying you had a great Bunko night, too. I finally know what you’re talking about…guess we both were on a Bunko roll the same night!)
A few quick related stories to share. When one of the gals walked into the party, one of the other partygoers said, “Hey, I used to own that sweater!” Apparently she’d brought it to a local thrift store a while ago and, well, seems it found its way back to her in a roundabout way. It was a happy, knee-slapping “reunion.”
Another participant reported that when she brought her ugly-sweater purchase up to the counter at the thrift shop, the cashier remarked, quite seriously, “What a lovely sweater.” To which she thought to herself: “Gee, that wasn’t the reaction I was looking for. Guess I don’t have much of a chance of winning grand prize!” Which just goes to show that whether something is ugly or not is strictly a matter of opinion. Beauty is, indeed, in the eye of the beholder, or sweater-wearer.
Above is a rather fuzzy photo of me wearing the hot-pink, fuzzy Bunko “winners’ dice” around my neck, and below, the contestants (minus me) in the ugly sweater lineup. NOTE: In order to protect the identity and reputations of the women caught sneaking out of their homes wearing their horridly ugly sweaters, I have cropped out their faces. Leave comments with your choices if you wish!