Thursday, December 27, 2012

On Mixing Patterns

A friend of mine is a pretty classy broad. She loves Les Miserables, and The Velvet Underground, and New York City. However, I have it on good authority that she has hideous Christmas dishtowels.

Now, I should take time for a disclaimer here: I have fairly generic, mostly blue and white dishtowels. They are more functional than fashionable, acquiring permanent stains well before their usefulness gives out. Also, my mom is Italian so we call them mapinas. (This has been a problem only once, when in college I spilled a beer on my computer keyboard tray and all the Irish kids stood dumbfounded as the little Jewish kid, panicked, could not fin the English word "dishrag." Luckily, I have a heavily Italian roommate that year who saved the day.)

Now, that all said, these towels are supposedly a travesty. Zebra print Christmas trees. On a leopard background. Shudder.

Mixing animal prints? Really?

Only three kinds of people are allowed to mix animal furs like that: hunter-gatherer tribesfolk, prostitutes, and Fran Drescher.

While I am quite fond of this girl, she frankly just does not have the hair to pull off the Queens look.


  1. AHHHHHHH IT'S ME, ISN'T IT?!?! Don't you know I lived in Queens for 2 and a half years? And BTW - they're HAND towels, for the bathroom, which means they're purely for show. LOVE YOU!!!!

  2. Yup, it's you. And show towels are even worse for being hideous, although I do not know the gutter Italian for bathroom towels.


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