I would willingly wear any one of the shirts without 3D elements (#4, 6-11) to a seasonal Holiday Event (I'd even include Groundhog Day as a relevant seasonal Holiday) JUST FOR FUN. And I exclude the others mainly because I want to be able to hug someone while wearing it without poking them with candycanes or gingerbread buttons or Rudolph's nose (but #3 is just inappropriate, the kind of sacrilege that Rick Perry Christians would love, and the unadorned part of #1 looks like burlap and cheap pink felt, more stupid than ugly). It must be noted that I do go out in public wearing t-shirts with a Tardis or Cookie Monster or Munchkin or Talking Broccoli on them. But busy and gaudy do NOT equal ugly in holiday garb! It's like telling someone going to a costume party to keep it to non-bright single-color costumes, like a ghost, a ninja or a bunny. SOMEBODY has to wear a Lady Gaga meat suit!!!

I would love 10, 6, 4, 3 and 1. We just cannot get Christmas sweaters like that in the UK.

My Mom had a sweater she would lend me in elementary/middle school that had a 3-D knit Santa attached, and if you squeezed him, he played a song. Best sweater.

Pretty sure I had middle school teachers that wore at least half of these.

I have worn similar sweaters in a world far far away. Thankfully there are no pics out there confirming such questionable activities.

I may still have some stored in a box somewhere .... hopefully it's not a tardis. hmmmm. Pretty sure not, since I am now larger on the outside which is the opposite concept.

Course, the beauty of those sweaters is they were always oversized. Maybe they even had shoulder pads. Shudder

At last! A reason for enjoying Christmas in Summer! Aussies represent, yo!

No, there are no uglier ones out there. These are definitely the ugliest.

Today I made a special detour a shop in Squirrel Hill that promised ugly Christmas sweaters, according to a sign on its window, only to find they were closed for a long lunch. My disappointment could not be measured.

a shop in Squirrel Hill that promised ugly Christmas sweaters

This has to be a peak moment in the annals of ironic hipsterism.

One year for Christmas, my grandmother (how I love her) sent me a blue sweatshirt that had embroidery of birds and a birdhouse on it. It was more fall-themed, with blowing leaves and copper colored beads & sequins.

For some reason, the boyfriend decided to wear it to work. Halfway through the day he realized it had scalloped edges on the collar and sleeves. I still find that amusing.

I have - or had, I think it might have vanished, probably at the instigation of my children and probably with my full consent - a very tame Christmas sweater that my mother gave me not long before she died. When I first got it, I thought it was just a kind of ugly but warm handknit beige sweater with inexplicable green circles. It took my brother eying me at length one December and saying "Is that a. . Christmas sweater? It is! It's a Christmas sweater! You're wearing a Christmas sweater!" for me to realize that it was, in fact, a Christmas sweater. Cue choirs of demons: yes, the green circles were wreathes and yes, I was in fact wearing a Christmas sweater. Once you've worn one, you know, you cannot go back. It's all over then, you've worn a Christmas sweater - Frankenfurter, it's all over - prepare the transit beam. So I wore it a lot. I tried to wear it in April, the least Christmasy month, and in September, and whenever I remembered it but then, alas, it just came across as an ugly beige sweater.

I just tossed the contents of my sweater box and lo, it is really gone. Now I'm kind of sad. But, hey, I did once have a Christmas sweater.