I feel like the douchelord character in 80′s movie would drive around with a baby blue one  hanging from his rear view mirror.  Or, apparently, a lovely forest green version:

Generally, everyone looks rawther an ass, either crawling on all fours, cringing purpley-red, or quite generally slamming their drink to get on with whatever’s next.

Exhibit A: this delicate rose in the maroon and mens flip flops:

Exhibit B: five alarm fire

Exhibit C: this poor little lamb doesn’t look all that jazzed about it:

(Except for these two.  These two make it look smoother than anything I’ve ever done, or will ever do, in my life.)

So I’ve been all pro-choice about the matter, my choice being absolutely not.

…esssept I saw this picture a year ago and it made me like, Hey garters?  All is forgiven!

Garters, welcome to my heart!

And you say?