I like swag as much as the next guy. Wait. That's not true. I love swag WAY more than the next guy. Cut me loose in a trade show and I'll come back with a bag full of cheap tchotchkes and a big smile. Sometimes, I'll judge an entire city based on the swag in their welcome kit. The best press kit in memory? Santa Monica. It included a beach towel, beach ball and Frisbee. Most swag, however, is pretty much forgetable, which is why I was so excited about the swag the hubs brought home from work the other day.
here, here and here at a cost of around $20. Finally, sippy cups for adults!