Blankets + Sleeves = Humor
Posted on December 3rd, 2008 by James
My wife and I have been appalled laughing at the recent spate of commercials on TV for the Snuggie, and blanket with sleeves for those who can’t seem to grasp the concept of how to work a traditional blanket:
Blankets are OK but they can slip and slide, plus your hands are trapped inside. The Snuggie keeps you totally warm and gives you the freedom to use your hands. Work the remote, use your laptop, or do some reading in total warmth and comfort!
I don’t know about you, but I can sit under a blanket and still manage to have my hands free. In fact, I managed to do this for an entire basketball game last night. I was amazing, the focus I had, to watch the game, cheer, surf the web, and no lose my blanket. Anyway, there is some debate over whether the Snuggie (and its cousin, the Slanket) are Scourge or Snuggly. I, of course, fall on the scourge side if you live with anyone or can possibly be seen in this. If you’re not going to walk around in it, then it truly gives you nothing that an ordinary blanket does (other than shame, of course). Several insightful commentators over at DCist agree…
I bet everyone who has one of these slankets also wears Crocs….I’m just sayin’
This has got to be the most ridiculous invention ever. First of all, they are undeniably hideous. They make you look like a member of a bizarre fleece-based cult. Second, it’s basically just a housecoat/robe that you wear backwards.
And my favorite, which makes no sense if you don’t first look at the image at the top of the DCist post:
My only other issue lies with the Snuggie logo… Every time I see the ad on TV, I feel like they ripped off the Snuggle Fabric Softener logo. Same kind of rounded, beveled letters over a white background, with a slight upward tilt. Am I wrong here??


I’m going to say no on this. But I have to say that I’m getting some mixed messages. The slanket, or whatever it’s called, makes me think: warm cozy. The big-headed hipster is making me think: it’s a trick, get an axe. And finally, the creepy black leather couch makes me think: fraternity basement.
I just don’t know what the Snuglet marketing department was thinking hiring Irwin R. Hipdouche and having him pose lounged in the bowels of Sigma Chi.