Well, my New Year's Eve was kind of a bust, but I hope the rest of you all had fun. Joe and I had plans with friends, but they all bailed at the last minute and so we just hung out at my place and had chips, salsa con queso, and Mike's Hard Lemonade. Then I stayed in bed until one and took a shower at three and took pictures with the last possible moments of daylight. There's hardly any foot traffic around here since winter break is still going, so I snuck out to the back entrance of my building for photos. Brrrrrrrz, it was chilly out there!
No real close-ups, I'm not really wearing makeup today. And my hair is still wet. And I grabbed a dress which was the closest possible to being the equivalent of wearing a t-shirt all day.
One cool thing about today is that my parents dropped off the coffee table they got me for Christmas! I couldn't take it home in my car, so I had to wait until they could make the trip with my dad's truck. I haven't had a coffee table in over a year. It's one of those things you kinda take for granted until you don't have one, and then you realize what a valuable function it serves. At my last house, my roommate and I used a giant Rubbermaid tupperware storage container, and since I've moved here I had only a tiny table that's about 1 1/2 feet long on each side. The luxury of being able to set my laptop and a plate and my phone and my camera all on one surface and still have extra space is astonishing to me now.
This morning I took down my little Christmas tree, since New Year's Day is my personal deadline for Christmas decoration removal. So any of you out there either procrastinating or caught in the throes of holiday sentimentality, I suggest you get over it. Everyone is judging you. I think I have decoration removal issues, since when I was in high school this house put out a jack-o-lantern printed garbage bag full of leavesin their yard in October, and didn't get rid of it for at least six months. I had to pass that thing every day. It made me so mad every time I saw it. Also, this hotel in a nearby town put up one of those giant yard inflatables a couple of years ago. Not a Christmas one--a turkey. A giant inflatable turkey. That stayed up well into the next summer. When it was mostly deflated. Did I mention that this hotel is skeevy and creepy and looks like it probably functions as a front for drug deals and prostitution?
So, yeah. Take down your Christmas stuff. It will make me feel better.
Gap Outlet cardigan, Labels consignment dress, Delia*s tights, Kenneth Cole Reaction ankle boots (yes, again)