'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a seamstress was sewing, not a mask nor a blouse;
Our patterns were drawn by hand with much care,
In hopes that you’d love them and wear ‘em with flair
We’re taking a break, all snug in our beds;
While visions of Mixed’s clothing line dance in our heads;
Founded in a pandemic, we quickly bootstrapped,
We survived 2020, now it’s time for a nap!
When out on a limb, I started this brand,
I never imagined it could be this damn grand.
Thousands of orders hand packed and shipped out,
Mixed masks kept you safe when you ventured about
But where would I be without Mixed’s MVP?
Miss Sasha Walsh, you fill me with glee
You’ve created Mixed’s clothing line with ease and precision,
Without you my sketches would remain a mere vision
And a big thanks to you, our dearest supporters,
I treasure every comment, DM and Mixed order.
So here’s to letting our Mixedness shine bright—
Happy holidays to all, and to all a good night!
