I recently got a new catalog for olds called Harriet Carter. It's along the lines of your Fingerhut (which now sells vibrators and other adult products! Who knew?), or Lillian Vernon, although those standbys are shorter on the ridiculous products lately than they used to be. So I delved into this catalog, and was not disappointed.
Harriet Carter has bizarre products and gimmicky gadgets galore! (And in spite of myself I want a number of the items for sale in this catalog, and already own one, the appropriately named ShamWow!)
Above, silicone concealers, or as the catalog calls them, "modesty petals." Just imagine what it's like to wear these all day. Sweaty nips, never knowing if the concealers are aligned evenly, or if they're making an outline of their own, thereby creating the illusion of oversize, misshapen aereolic protrusions.
Next, the modesty panel: This "enhances low-cut necklines," i.e., hides cleavage, so nobody's pacemaker gets going too fast.
A dumb T-shirt.
Never mind the T-shirt. What is this creature's deal? Like, what is he? Is this a brunet Ken doll come to semi-life?
Below, What my family should know. You know: what they should know when you die. Because you're old.
Who's depressed?
No matter, because right here is the reason for the whole post.
Hair Cutting Umbrella.
No words neccessary.
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