Photo of the Day: NYT reporter Allen Salkin rides the subway in a Snuggie to test out the manufacturer’s claim that their product is “great for outdoors.”
[via.]
Some great excerpts:
She handed me a flier for the show, which I was able to take easily because Snuggie has sleeves. I did not have anywhere to put it, however, because Snuggie does not have pockets. As I twisted to reach for the back pocket of my pants, the clingy Snuggie pulled away from my shirt and discharged a powerful bolt of static onto a sensitive area of my chest.
Ow!
and
I asked what sort of piercings she had. “Snakebite,” she said. They were spaced to look as if a fang-bearing snake had bitten her in the face, leaving puncture wounds. I asked her if I looked weird. “No,” she said.
and
Outside Pizza Lucca in Greenwich Village, my Snuggie billowed in the cold wind and pulled off my shoulders, although the sleeves did make it easy to eat a slice. I wished that the Snuggie came with something to fasten it, like a tie or a zipper. But then I remembered it is not a jacket. It is a blanket.
With sleeves.