Our Invite Must've Gotten Lost in the Mail

Matt and I stayed at The President Hilton in Kansas City, which was nice and fancy. Sometimes other famous people stay there. Like, oh, I don't know; Hillary Clinton? No joke. Friday afternoon she made a presentation of somethingblahblah. The Secret Service took up two floors. And Matt correctly identified public figure Rev. Al Sharpton, sitting in the lobby.
We drove across town for some shopping and tried to find her the appropriate "Hey, we think you're neat but we're not terrorists and this probably won't even get to you or anywhere in your vicinity" gift. I stumbled on several silver-glitter-covered table ornaments shaped like reindeer. I know you don't believe me. Witness: you may click on the picture which will take you to the website where you can see what they charge for something such as this.

Now, if that doesn't say, "Be my Democratic Nominee," I don't know what does.
America, home of the Free and the Craftbarns.