Hello, Fireflies!
When I think of the tradition of the 'Ugly Christmas Sweater,' I think of the scene in Bridget Jones' Diary, where Bridget is talking about how the guy her mom is setting her up with is probably wearing one, and he's behind her, eavesdropping... and wearing one. I kinda wish it was still a tradition, but here in Florida, the temps have been in the 80s, so the last thing I'm thinking about wearing is a sweater. At least there's nail art!
