This week Pogo announced “NEW ITEMS IN THE MINI MALL!” and being a mini mall ho’, I went to have a look-see. YIKES! The mini mall is notorious for cheesy, brain-numbingly bad style, but this latest collections beats em all. Oy oy oy!
The Walmart ambiance of the collection made me think at first that maybe they had hired Tracey Ullman’s Ruby Romaine as a fashion designer: frumpy styles, unflattering lines that make you look fat, last-century styling, lousy fit, bedspread prints, bilious colors in eyeball-searing disharmony.
Then it hit me: these mini items were hastily crafted by some obscure Pogo graphics geek who, fueled by Red Bull and Ho Ho’s, didn’t sleep for a week to meet the deadline nobody else stepped up for. Everyone else had plans for the weekend and pulled seniority. It didn’t matter what the mini stuff looked like, Pogo just needed something bright and shiny to draw us to the mini mall in hopes while we were there we would buy some of the junk that’s been on sale for two weeks. $$$$$$$$
A sampling of Pogo’s summer haute couture
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