We're not coming all the way out here just to get one of those stupid ties with Santa Clauses on it are we?

Yes, it's 50 degrees outside with a wind chill of 40.
Yes, I'm wearing capris and flip flops. In my defense, it was in the upper 60's when I changed out of church clothes.

Tomorrow night's YL theme is Ugly Sweater. I'd like to think that none of my clothes fall into the "ugly" category, though I doubt my idiot sister would agree. She once told me that I needed to have a fashion icon. At the time she said this, hers was Jessica Simpson. I'm not making that up friends.

Anyways... since I'd like to think my clothes aren't ugly, I have to either buy or create an ugly sweater. And we all know how much I like to create stuff. Thanks to a cheap Wal-mart sweatshirt and trips to the dollar store and Hancock's I think I'm all set. (Yes, I realize the cost to make it will outcost simply buying it, but I'm having fun here.)

Let's talk about my trip to Hancock's, shall we? I walked in and as I was perusing around, I noticed two men shopping for fabric. Now, when I see two men walking around the local fabric store looking at fabric...well, I jump to a conclusion. Don't laugh. You do too. As I'm looking for a needle, the guys come, also searching for a needle. I excuse myself in case I'm in their way, and the guy says "I don't know what I'm looking for, I'm just a mechanic." I just didn't know where to go with that one, so I just didn't go anywhere. I let the men get their needles and fabric.

Here are the starting materials.

And here is proof that I'm doing this, because good Lord I can't do anything easily...

Here's the final project. It's not as tacky and ugly as it seemed to have turned out in my head. The Christmas tree is crooked as can be, which is just how I roll.

My favorite part:
The bells.

And my bells...they jingle.