I've been wanting to acquire a velvet Elvis for quite some time, and was disappointed that the Presley estate had cracked down on them well before the time I visited Graceland. However, I saw some when I was in Tijuana five years ago, and the only reason I didn't buy one then is because I wasn't sure how I was going to get it home on the plane. The one you've selected here beats all of the ones I've seen. I want to look at that in my living room while sipping Blue Hawaiians ...
Is it not the coolest thing ever? Seriously, I want one of these on Casa Linger's walls. It falls into the rare category of "So Catastrophically Tacky, It Is Actually Work From The Hand Of God Himself."
I've just coined a new catch-phrase: "Elvis Christ!"
That's beautiful and blasphemous all at once. I can't wait to use it around my Mom when she is out here in November.