I need to stop shopping on Zulilly (a clearance kid’s site). Yes, some of their things are fabulous steals (especially Crocs and some other trusted brands). But then you’ve got the clothes that photograph really well, but once you hold them in your hand you want to puke. <\/p>\n
I bought this bright turquoise tunic with zebra stripe ruffling on the hems and a desi flair. I like turquoise. I like zebra stripe ruffling. I like desi flair. <\/p>\n
I do not like cheap ass zebra striped satin old lady feeling nighty material poorly attached to some nasty, see through polyester. Ugh.<\/p>\n
Just looking at this tunic gives me the creeps. I would probably hyperventilate if I actually saw Elsa wearing it.<\/p>\n
Ummmm. Yes. I am a little weird and overreact to children’s clothing choices sometimes.<\/p>\n
I’m so mad, because it had so much promise! And Zulilly has no returns, so I’m out the cash. Bah. I guess that site is all about risks and I lost this one. Usually I win.<\/p>\n
So now what to do with this awful shirt? I was thinking of selling it on eBay, but surely I would get a negative review when the buyer opened the package and realized it was a disgustingly cheap polyester monstrosity. I don’t think I can type up an ad that is truthful without saying something like “get this thing out of my house before I burn it!” And then who would want to buy it?<\/p>\n
Mike suggested I give it to the neighbor. That’s probably the best solution, but how do I explain giving her a perfectly good shirt that Elsa could wear? <\/p>\n
Now I know you are thinking “The shirt is so awful you won’t sell it on eBay, but you’ll give it to the neighbor? What the hell?”<\/p>\n
This is my Pakistani neighbor. I think this shirt must be more Pakistani than Indian. My Indian friends and neighbors wear absolutely beautiful, flawless clothing. My Pakistani friends and neighbors wear clothing that is just “off” to American eyes. It is almost the same as the Indian clothing, but not quite<\/I>. It can be beautiful, but most of the time it makes me wince. They really like to use that horrid satin, old lady nightie fabric. They mix fabrics that shouldn’t be mixed (to American sensibilities). They like shiny. The colors are always off, to my sensitive eyes. <\/p>\n
My neighbor sews a lot of the clothing she and her girls wear and unfortunately she’s not a good seamstress. Not that I could do better. Sewing shiny satin material is incredibly difficult. <\/p>\n
And yes I know I sound like a judgmental bitch. But something about those mis-matched, ugly ass clothes on sweet little girls hurts my little tiny fashion loving heart. Some days I have to draw the curtains when they are out playing because I can’t stand to see the gold lam\u00e9 pants with the pale yellow easter dress. I know, I know<\/i>. I would never say anything. But. . . gold lam\u00e9 pants. I don’t understand!<\/p>\n
Oh dear. Elsa is awake and screaming. I am not allowed to look at her or touch her, but maybe I’ll put some food in her doggie bowl and leave it under the table for her. I’m a great mom, that way. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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