Gigi's person emailed me after we opened the Twitarded Zazzle and Cafe Press stores for business and told me she'd ordered a tee for her dogger. I begged for pictures (I said "pretty please with RPatts on top" and everything!), and she sent me the adorable shot you see here. Gigi happens to be one of the cutest lil' scrappy dogs that I have ever laid eyes on. And I am not just saying that because she is sporting Twitarded merch, either. Look at that face!
Anyway, after Gigi hit the streets sporting cartoon Jenny Jerkface and Snarkier Than You on her adorable self [and she is WAY cuter than us, that bitch], I received another email from her person. Apparently, Gigi and her Twitarded tee were a BIG hit on the streets of Seattle:
I took her out and about Seattle with it on yesterday evening and it was serious advertising for you, too. We had 5 people in a two block radius ask about it - and admit to - being out-of-place Twilight fans looking for an appropriate outlet. You can bet I told them all about Twitarded. My bf told me he considered giving me shit for taking the dog out in that until he saw the response.
This got me thinking...
We get emails all the time from people who have found our blog and done a happy-dance because they thought they were alone in their obsession. Some of their friends might "like" Twilight, but they don't OBSESS over Twilight. They've looked at the jug, maybe taken a token sip, but they haven't really chugged the KoolAid until it dripped down their chins and made a mess. Not like we all have! So when Gigi received such an onslaught of attention from people who clearly must be obsessed themselves in order to have their Twidar set off by our logo, it occurred to me that the doggy tee is kinda like the Twitarded secret gang sign. It's like the blue bandanna or the red bandanna thing or wearing one side of your pants rolled half-way up your leg [I still have no clue what that last one means].
And yes I would like the Twitarded merch to be so popular that I have fuck-you money and can walk away from my day job [not that I have to worry about this because I am sure that my office pool won the $333 million-dollar Mega-Millions jackpot but everyone's too excited to have called me yet. I can wait.], but this isn't about that. It's about using your cute little pupster to let others know - oh so subtly - that you're one of us. Hell, I don't care if you hand-craft your own Twilight-themed doggy-tee. Go nuts. But ours is cuter, dammit. And already has a proven track-record of attracting just the right kind of attention.
Fuck it, I'll go so far as to say that if you're a single dude and really smart and don't mind slathering yourself with glitter occasionally, you should get one of these tees for your doggins, too. Because believe me, most of these Twitarded gals have been reading Twiporn nonstop and they could probably teach you a thing or two. Or ten, if you want to get technical. Just for the record, a secret handshake is required - but it doesn't necessarily involve hands...
P.S. Gigi's person tells me she's a rescue dog - the best kind of dog on the planet! I won't jump up onto my soapbox here, I have a soft spot for this cause. So people, please: if you are ever considering small, furry addition to your family [canine, feline, or other - and no, unshaven/scruffy Robward doesn't count] please please PLEASE adopt from a shelter or rescue organization and give a doll like Gigi a forever home.