My Mom and I went antiquing in the sweet little sea town of Southport today, which boasts a happy little Christmas in July store, aptly titled, the Christmas Store. And it hit me: isn’t there something SLIGHTLY CREEPY AND NIGHTMAREY about Christmas in July?! Do snuggly ceramic santa’s go with backsweat? Do they?
Even creepier: TINY ROOM OF JUST SALT AND PEPPER SHAKERS.
Dun dun dunnnnnnnn!!!!!!!
Good luck sleeping tonight, losers.


