You know why I love the holidays? Because you can dress like you are twelve years old and blame it on the holiday spirits. (Technically spirits have a double meaning here -- this could be warm feelings or liquor. Take it as you will.) B and I are on a Christmas marathon this week and will be celebrating not one but 4 Christmases. I'd like to say that I have outfits for all of them, but really I only have this one. The rest of the week will be celebrated as it should be: with lots of food and in sweatpants. I'm hoping the same for you.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, friends. I hope it's a good one.