I used to be pretty good at finding insanely cheap clothing when I was a teenager. I still have a black minidress with leopard print cuffs and collar that I bought for 35 cents (marked 70 cents, but it was half-off day for that color price tag) and a maroon and gold striped tie that I bought for a dime at a flea market.
I haven’t worn the tie in a very long time; Paula Poundstone and Avril Lavigne seemed to ruin the whole “female wearing a tie” thing for me. But lately I’ve been wanting to reincorporate it into my wardrobe somehow. Some catalog I flipped through recently featured a wealthy-yet-rugged male model wearing a cuff bracelet made from a tie identical to mine, so I’m thinking I may steal the design and chop up my tie accordingly. I can’t seem to find the catalog in question, but I think it’s a pretty safe bet to say that their tie bracelet costs more than a dime.
Why am I tell you all this? I guess it’s because I feel like Colonel Bleep here is the cartoon version of my ten cent tie. Sure, it’s cheap. But that doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s really quite a lovely cartoon, does it?