How Can a Macaroon Look Like a Swag?

Today I spied with my little eye a special Engrish sentence that went something like this: "the macaroon looked like a swag." Not "the macaroon is swag," but specifically "the macaroon looked like a swag." If it were a swag macaroon, I could be persuaded to agree under certain conditions. For example, according to the Urban Dictionary, swag refers to one's appearance, style, and/or carriage (from swagger). I suppose a macaroon could have a swag appearance. It could be one hella cool, super stylish macaroon, for all I know. However, while this may be what the sentence is going for, it is not what it achieves. I scoured the definitions of swag looking for what I thought was the perfect interpretation of its usage in this sentence.

Other urban definitions of swag include:
-Free merch given away at concerts for the sole purpose of promotion, not profit
-An approximation or educated guess (acronym of "scientific wild-assed guesses)
-Stolen property from trucks or vendors; loot, booty, and the like

A few classic definitions of swag include:
AS A NOUN
-A suspended wreath, garland, or drapery that hangs down in the middle
-A wreath, spray, cluster of foliage, flowers, or fruit
-A festoon, especially one very heavy toward the center
-A swaying or lurching movement
AS A VERB W/OUT OBJECT
-To move heavily or unsteadily from side to side or up and down
-To hang loosely, to sink down
AS A VERB W/OBJECT
-To cause to sway, sink, or sag
-To hang or adorn with swags

Because it's just too good, here's how it can be used in Australia and New Zealand:
-To "go on the swag" means to "become a tramp" (or possibly Charlie Chaplin)
-"Swags of" means "lots of"

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