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Monday, June 28, 2010

Dear Judgey Seattle Parents,

Please eff off. Seriously. The last thing I need when I take my kid to the playground is commentary on my wardrobe. My choice to wear a t-shirt with a zombie on it ( and a cardigan over it!) is not tantamount to wearing daisy dukes while smoking virginia slims and talking about how baby daddy just got back from prison. You probably wouldn't have even noticed it if I hadn't been fanning myself with one side of the cardigan. Take your crocs-with-socks wearing, North Face fleece clad, poorly chosen plaid Bermuda shorts and shove it. Hard. Just because I'm young and choose to wear Converse rather than sensibly ugly shoes does not mean I love my child any less than you do yours. Remember what Mom said about keeping your mouth shut unless you have something nice to say? Yeah, it still applies as an adult.


Tired of Judgey Hippy Seattle Parents


  1. Youch. Bad day at the park, huh?

  2. Hateful bitches! You're one of the cool Moms!

  3. What jerks! I would have thought a zombie shirt would go over well in Seattle, but what do I know? We wear leggings and smurf hats here in Portland.

  4. I totally sympathize, from across the country. Portland, Maine (where I live) is supposed to be a really liberal, open, fun place, but I don't get that when I take my almost three-year-old daughter to the park. I get the up and down when I try to make friendly conversation, and then the moms turn away toward their sidekicks. High school never ends apparently, but thanks for making me feel like I wasn't the only one dealing with this. . .

  5. BRAVO! (and I love the sweater)

  6. Well, she'll get her own soon enough:

    Zombicon 2010 is coming to Seattle, lol :)