For my birthday this year, I want either a gem sweater party or a Cosby sweater party. I don’t know what that means exactly, but everyone in their best fancy sweater.
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“Best fancy sweater” is not the first description I’d think of in relation to gem sweaters.
Have you seen the ones The Partner’s mom has been giving us?? Like the fake pearl one? They are fucking awesome.
We can totally do a gem sweater party.
I once wore things like that UNIRONICALLY.
A Cosby sweater party… doesn’t that involve pudding pops?