Hey, do you hate Ed Hardy clothes? Do you buy into the stereotype that people who wear Ed Hardy clothes are oblivious women who are trying to look edgy, douche-bags trying to look muscular–and generally– the sorts of people who are trying too hard? Then this is the story for you.

Christmas in Los Angeles is awesome and sad. You can go to the malls in Burbank and watch wind machines blow confetti that double as snow and watch as people visit Santa and try to sit on his lap. During seventy degree days. But it’s a good, fine tradition. Ed Hardy, though, turns it on its head like a druggy trust-fund baby. They have an apparel store in London, and have hired a little person Santa to go around and sit in people’s laps.

Now, I’m all for making fun of little people. In fact, that’s the only reason why TLC continues airing Little People, Big World. Cause most people are comfortable watching little people live and work and play in fields, similar to wood nymphs. I am not for hiring them to sit on people’s laps in an adorable  role reversal. No matter how witty they think they’re being.

Also, Merry Christmas.