Hideous novelty Christmas socks, hideous novelty Christmas tie, hideous novelty Christmas jumper….Oooooh, you’re really spoiling us, Ambassador. Not. Can we have an amnesty on all of it this year, please?
There are so many tatty novelty Christmas gifts given out every year, and very little of it has actually been requested by the recipient. A few days later it isn’t Christmas any more, and they’re relegated to the back of a drawer, possibly never to be worn or used again (or at all), or thrown straight out.
Most of this tat is going to end up in landfill. It’s neither useful or beautiful, and serves no genuine function. To me this represents a terrible waste, and a missed opportunity. Can we please give up on ugly-giftmageddon and stop buying it for each other?
Much of it’s bought in a panic because the buyer can’t think of anything else to get for their giftee. How about taking a deep breath and buying something they might really like instead? Maybe something they might still want to use in a month or two’s time, when the weather can be bitterly cold? There are always great gift guides around in November and December, whatever your budget, so it’s easy enough to be inspired.
The one exception is the charity jumpers. Okay, they’re doing something good for a cause at the end of the day. Although – how about this for a crazy idea – maybe we could simply cut out the middle-tat and, er, donate some money directly instead, making sure the charity gets their gift aid too. Just putting that out there (along with the bag for the charity shop full of gross socks covered in red-nosed reindeer).
Back in the day, novelty Christmas jumpers were knitted for you by some out of touch Auntie. Ill fitting, scratchy, and stylistically crap. You wore them on the day so as not to hurt her feelings, or because your parents made you wear them by the power of bribery or threats. You hoped fervently that none of your friends would see you looking so profoundly uncool. If they did see you, and had been forced into a similar monstrosity themselves, your eyes would meet in mournful solidarity. Chin up, mate, it’s nearly over.
Don’t be Auntie Dee, people. Get them something good instead, something with a longer shelf life. Think about cost per wear, and please don’t waste your hard-earned money making grown men look like creepy, crappy polyester elves – or worse.