They brought them out front and center at my local supermarket, and either they are selling like hotcakes that are constantly being replenished… or literally no one is buying.
They brought them out front and center at my local supermarket, and either they are selling like hotcakes that are constantly being replenished… or literally no one is buying.
Urgh my ex’s mother was really into buying that tacky Easter house furniture stuff. Every year, always something new.
At the same time, her house was genuinely very inviting compared to the spartan shack I lived in, so I guess there’s something to it