Guest guest Posted October 27, 2010 Report Share Posted October 27, 2010 I think we need another thread to laugh at how rediculous the nutbars in our lives are! Something that seems to be common, is nadas bad tastes. Whether in interior decoration, clothing, jewellery, etc, it can be hilariously bad. My mothers taste in clothes was very 80s. I dont personally have anything against the 80s, I think they are great for dress-up parties. However, there was a time when I was 18 (1998), when mum bought a dress for herself, felt bad for blowing so much money, and thought it would get rid of the guilt to try to pass it off to me. It was a a hiddeous, brown metallic mapleleaf print boddice with muttonchop sleeves, teamed with a poofey, black velvet skirt. It was Scarlet O'hara meets Jerry Springer. I actually laughed when she suggested I wear it. I tried really hard to get out of that one gracefully, but I really offended her by saying I wouldnt wear it if she paid me. If I stuck a pumpkin on my head Id look like a harvest festival. Another time my mother took me shopping and INSISTED on buying me a dress, although I dont wear them. Despite my constant objections a snotty sales assistant encouraged mum to buy a certain dress for me - it cost $400. I was horrified. It was a 2 sizes too big, shapeless, fullength, sleeveless, stretchy, black shift dress covered with black metallic beading. Now before you thing to yourself " now that doesnt sound so bad! " : the beading made the dress so heavy that it hung straight down - no curve and no shape, like a wet blanket. The only shapes were my boobs visible through the armpit area because the damn thing was so big. I felt like a bad version of Dame Edna Everedge. I took it home, and told my sister and housemates, who did the " oh it sounds lovely, put it on!!! " . When I walked out in it, they all fell off the couch laughing themselves stupid. It was nicknamed the " glorified potato sack " , and needless to say, I returned it the next week and swapped it for several nice items when mum had forgotten about it. To this day, my sister and I will point to something and say " it looks like the glorified potato sack " and kill ourselves giggling. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 28, 2010 Report Share Posted October 28, 2010 My nada always thought she was irresistibly sexy. Even now at her age (over 80) she thinks men are looking at her. She thinks her house (it's so dark and smelly I need to shower after I visit) is a decorator's dream come true. All dark browns and rust, even the walls. But the one thing she did that was the strangest to me was on my wedding day. She showed up in an all white teeny mini dress and flirted outrageously with every man in the place. Yes, she was married at the time. > > I think we need another thread to laugh at how rediculous the nutbars in our lives are! > > Something that seems to be common, is nadas bad tastes. Whether in interior decoration, clothing, jewellery, etc, it can be hilariously bad. > > My mothers taste in clothes was very 80s. I dont personally have anything against the 80s, I think they are great for dress-up parties. However, there was a time when I was 18 (1998), when mum bought a dress for herself, felt bad for blowing so much money, and thought it would get rid of the guilt to try to pass it off to me. > It was a a hiddeous, brown metallic mapleleaf print boddice with muttonchop sleeves, teamed with a poofey, black velvet skirt. It was Scarlet O'hara meets Jerry Springer. I actually laughed when she suggested I wear it. I tried really hard to get out of that one gracefully, but I really offended her by saying I wouldnt wear it if she paid me. If I stuck a pumpkin on my head Id look like a harvest festival. > > Another time my mother took me shopping and INSISTED on buying me a dress, although I dont wear them. Despite my constant objections a snotty sales assistant encouraged mum to buy a certain dress for me - it cost $400. I was horrified. It was a 2 sizes too big, shapeless, fullength, sleeveless, stretchy, black shift dress covered with black metallic beading. Now before you thing to yourself " now that doesnt sound so bad! " : the beading made the dress so heavy that it hung straight down - no curve and no shape, like a wet blanket. The only shapes were my boobs visible through the armpit area because the damn thing was so big. I felt like a bad version of Dame Edna Everedge. > > I took it home, and told my sister and housemates, who did the " oh it sounds lovely, put it on!!! " . When I walked out in it, they all fell off the couch laughing themselves stupid. It was nicknamed the " glorified potato sack " , and needless to say, I returned it the next week and swapped it for several nice items when mum had forgotten about it. > To this day, my sister and I will point to something and say " it looks like the glorified potato sack " and kill ourselves giggling. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 28, 2010 Report Share Posted October 28, 2010 My mum thinks she is sexier than a supermodel too, false teeth and all! As a sidenote, she didnt shave and only got into deoderants when I was in highschool - I never managed the appropriate level of symapthy when when she would confuse her deodorant with her super-strength hairspray. When I told her that I was landscaping my backyard (to a tropical paradise) she tried to convince me that it would look so much better if I concreted it all. She probably would put plastic flowers in too, and some plaster swans to boot. > > > > I think we need another thread to laugh at how rediculous the nutbars in our lives are! > > > > Something that seems to be common, is nadas bad tastes. Whether in interior decoration, clothing, jewellery, etc, it can be hilariously bad. > > > > My mothers taste in clothes was very 80s. I dont personally have anything against the 80s, I think they are great for dress-up parties. However, there was a time when I was 18 (1998), when mum bought a dress for herself, felt bad for blowing so much money, and thought it would get rid of the guilt to try to pass it off to me. > > It was a a hiddeous, brown metallic mapleleaf print boddice with muttonchop sleeves, teamed with a poofey, black velvet skirt. It was Scarlet O'hara meets Jerry Springer. I actually laughed when she suggested I wear it. I tried really hard to get out of that one gracefully, but I really offended her by saying I wouldnt wear it if she paid me. If I stuck a pumpkin on my head Id look like a harvest festival. > > > > Another time my mother took me shopping and INSISTED on buying me a dress, although I dont wear them. Despite my constant objections a snotty sales assistant encouraged mum to buy a certain dress for me - it cost $400. I was horrified. It was a 2 sizes too big, shapeless, fullength, sleeveless, stretchy, black shift dress covered with black metallic beading. Now before you thing to yourself " now that doesnt sound so bad! " : the beading made the dress so heavy that it hung straight down - no curve and no shape, like a wet blanket. The only shapes were my boobs visible through the armpit area because the damn thing was so big. I felt like a bad version of Dame Edna Everedge. > > > > I took it home, and told my sister and housemates, who did the " oh it sounds lovely, put it on!!! " . When I walked out in it, they all fell off the couch laughing themselves stupid. It was nicknamed the " glorified potato sack " , and needless to say, I returned it the next week and swapped it for several nice items when mum had forgotten about it. > > To this day, my sister and I will point to something and say " it looks like the glorified potato sack " and kill ourselves giggling. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 28, 2010 Report Share Posted October 28, 2010 My mum thinks she is sexier than a supermodel too, false teeth and all! As a sidenote, she didnt shave and only got into deoderants when I was in highschool - I never managed the appropriate level of symapthy when when she would confuse her deodorant with her super-strength hairspray. When I told her that I was landscaping my backyard (to a tropical paradise) she tried to convince me that it would look so much better if I concreted it all. She probably would put plastic flowers in too, and some plaster swans to boot. > > > > I think we need another thread to laugh at how rediculous the nutbars in our lives are! > > > > Something that seems to be common, is nadas bad tastes. Whether in interior decoration, clothing, jewellery, etc, it can be hilariously bad. > > > > My mothers taste in clothes was very 80s. I dont personally have anything against the 80s, I think they are great for dress-up parties. However, there was a time when I was 18 (1998), when mum bought a dress for herself, felt bad for blowing so much money, and thought it would get rid of the guilt to try to pass it off to me. > > It was a a hiddeous, brown metallic mapleleaf print boddice with muttonchop sleeves, teamed with a poofey, black velvet skirt. It was Scarlet O'hara meets Jerry Springer. I actually laughed when she suggested I wear it. I tried really hard to get out of that one gracefully, but I really offended her by saying I wouldnt wear it if she paid me. If I stuck a pumpkin on my head Id look like a harvest festival. > > > > Another time my mother took me shopping and INSISTED on buying me a dress, although I dont wear them. Despite my constant objections a snotty sales assistant encouraged mum to buy a certain dress for me - it cost $400. I was horrified. It was a 2 sizes too big, shapeless, fullength, sleeveless, stretchy, black shift dress covered with black metallic beading. Now before you thing to yourself " now that doesnt sound so bad! " : the beading made the dress so heavy that it hung straight down - no curve and no shape, like a wet blanket. The only shapes were my boobs visible through the armpit area because the damn thing was so big. I felt like a bad version of Dame Edna Everedge. > > > > I took it home, and told my sister and housemates, who did the " oh it sounds lovely, put it on!!! " . When I walked out in it, they all fell off the couch laughing themselves stupid. It was nicknamed the " glorified potato sack " , and needless to say, I returned it the next week and swapped it for several nice items when mum had forgotten about it. > > To this day, my sister and I will point to something and say " it looks like the glorified potato sack " and kill ourselves giggling. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 30, 2010 Report Share Posted October 30, 2010 Good. It's not just my mother. My mother SWEARS every man within a 10 mile radius is staring at her. I will concede she looks great for 71...but really???? Did it ever occur to you the man is looking at your hot daughter??? Or the picture of the steak behind you??? ) > > My nada always thought she was irresistibly sexy. Even now at her age (over 80) she thinks men are looking at her. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 30, 2010 Report Share Posted October 30, 2010 Mine too. My nada is 82 and told Sister she believed that one of her new neighbors was flirting with her. Turns out, he was; but the reason was that he was wanting my nada to give him some money. She did. Sister is beside herself now with anxiety; our nada has always (up until a few years ago, when we put a stop to it) attempted to use gifts and money to " buy " Sister and me. So, its not odd or unusual for nada to now think of using her money to " buy " herself some boyfriends. All I can do is hope that none of them cleans her out and leaves her destitute. -Annie > > > > My nada always thought she was irresistibly sexy. Even now at her age (over 80) she thinks men are looking at her. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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