Warning To Who-villes: This Is War
After getting this note from a reader, I am officially declaring war on the Who-villes, those inflatable, dirigible-sized plastic bubbles bouncing in everyone’s front yard. It’s too much. Cripes, there’s a nativity inflatable on Daniel that would make Baby Jesus seek Child Protective Services, and a Dreidle inflatable on my street that’s bigger than Mt. Sinai. Put up the dang Holiday lights and maybe a few lit grazing deer or lambs, but let’s poke holes in those polys:
“I think D Home is the closest thing we have to a decor police task force. Is there anything you can do to help with the growing number of holiday Who-ville houses? Maybe some Christmas light etiquette info or a list of “what not to do with outdoor holiday decor.” This is getting serious.”
Here’s what we’ll do: I invite you to snap photos of the poly monsters and we will post. And then we can vote on the ugliest inflatable of them all.
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Amen, what ever happened to taste and class.
The Bubble has become excess and tralor trash in the lighting department. Guys, we don’t care how much money you have to spend on TACKY or your electric bill. Somehow, it’s all about SHOWING money, back in the day, everyone knew everyone and really didn’t care about their $$. Now, the nuveaux have to wear it, throw it in the front yard, drive it, scream it from the roof tops “Hey, look at us, WE have $$ and don’t know what to do with it” Duh, it shows! IJS