
Showing posts with label Snuggie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Snuggie. Show all posts
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Snuggie Fashion Show
You might think that the whole Snuggie thing would have jumped the shark by now. When it goes from late night infomercial to TBS (very funny!), you can almost see the Fonz strapping on the water skis.
With the introduction of the Snuggie fashion show, it's no longer in doubt. The final grains of sand are slowly moving to the bottom half of the hourglass.
Since the host of the fashion extravaganza was Jay Leno's intern Ross, I'm assuming the Snuggie marketing folks were looking to avoid the fashion death panels for a little while longer, and here I am, your intrepid blogger, falling right into their trap.
Damn!
Via Neatorama
With the introduction of the Snuggie fashion show, it's no longer in doubt. The final grains of sand are slowly moving to the bottom half of the hourglass.
Since the host of the fashion extravaganza was Jay Leno's intern Ross, I'm assuming the Snuggie marketing folks were looking to avoid the fashion death panels for a little while longer, and here I am, your intrepid blogger, falling right into their trap.
Damn!
Via Neatorama
Monday, September 7, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Peekaru: The Creepiest Snuggie Yet
In this age of global warming, rising temperatures, and melting polar icecaps, we seem to have developed a fascination with all things fleece. From the Snuggie to the Slanket, the hottest trends have revolved around being toasty, and let's face it - there are not a lot of ways left to market niche products around blanket technology that's been around since we used it to give American Indians anthrax a couple of hundred years ago.
That doesn't stop companies from trying, though, so we now have one of the more creepy incarnations - the Peekaru.
Part Teletubbie, part Sigourney Weaver / Aliens, the Peekaru allows you to cart around your little one in a disturbing and, one would imagine, way too warm way.
Better hope the Huggies hold up. I'd hate to see what a diaper-failure might look like.
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