My friends Amy and Rachel and I have a fabulous tradition whereby we buy each other birthday presents from an op shop / thrift store.
The uglier the better.
The items must be worn in public, preferably at work, for at least an hour.
Here are some of the examples of these oh-so-attractive items.
That one's not so bad! you say? Well, if you knew Amy you can appreciate the horror she felt at having to wear this BEADED (shudder) top with mesh sleeves.
Here's Rachel modelling her stunning
This was one of my lovely gifts. There is nothing redeeming in this garment. Nothing.
And yet another attractive present for me last year: a short-sleeved sweater with shoulder pads featuring a flag from some sort of country other than Australia.
However, today I got Amy back with this charming silk grandmother-of-the-bride number. Five sizes too big as well! What do you think?