This is one of the wreaths put up for the holidays at Common Grounds, a coffeehouse I often frequent. It's made of dyed green feathers. Dyed. Green. Feathers.
Here's my problem. This may well be the tackiest thing that I have ever seen in my life. However, the tackiness is so extreme that it seems to have moved all the way to acceptable (or at least nondescript, and therefore acceptable). I'm confused.
Thanks to Nikonius for the cell phone photo. I don't gots such fancy toys and whatnot.