stay classy, g.i. joe
By Ryan Byrd
let me begin by saying that my grandma is awesome. she’s awesome in the sense that’s she’s a great grandma and i love her, but she’s also awesome in the following sense: you know when you see a piece of clothing or some product in the store and you wonder, ‘who the heck buys this crap?’…yeah, it’s my grandma who buys that.
she’s that kind of awesome.
my grandma’s house is quite the collection of awesomeness. she’s got the glued-on seashell wallpaper in the bathroom. there’s the assorted collection of talking/singing seasonal dolls (santa, easter bunnies, what have you…). this isn’t even to go into the wardrobe element with puff paint sweatshirts and bedazzled jean jackets… what can i say but classy.
the other day we were there and there was something that trumped all of the aforementioned things. ladies and gentlemen, i present to you: this.
that’s right. g.i. joe. crocheted tuxedo. again, that’s g.i. joe with a crocheted tuxedo.
like i’ve said many times before, when you mix a little classy with a dash of fancy, you get awesome.
this little gem sits on my grandma’s bedroom dresser. keep in mind, there’s no context for our friend tuxedo joe (as i like to call him). there’s a jewelry box, a clock, other assorted typical dresser items…and then g.i. joe in a crocheted tuxedo.
pause. let this soak in.
it’s g.i. joe. in a tuxedo.
oh, i’m sorry: a crocheted tuxedo.
alright, so just let that marinate with you for awhile. i’m giving the awesome, classy, dresser paraphanelia shout-out to my grandma on this one here. keep it up, grandma! just one of the many reasons i love you!
