The Score: Turkey Bib

I was pretty stressed out Googling “adult bib,” let me tell you, fearing I might stumble on the subculture known ominously as “adult babies.” Thanks to a combination of paranoia and chiseled specificity, I handily avoided any glimpses of sexualized footie pajamas and buxom singles staring up from giant cribs.

But I digress. Bibs aren’t just for babies. They’re also for adult slobs. And drunks. And people who look at the neighboring gravy boat as if it were a glass of champagne. This is for you. Keep your holiday finery intact and eat on, you crazy diamond.

Quilting Mama Adult Bib, $10, Etsy