The festive season. The low lights that are commonly mistaken for highlights; works party, NYE & wishing people a Merry Christmas when you loathe the very sight of them.
Bitter? Moi? Naturally.
My personal highlights of the season; going to afternoon tea at the Hilton with my charming bum-chums to swap presents, watching the look of horror when my very serious, manly 20 year old brothers name is called out to receive a present from 'Santa' on Christmas day and the ideaof NYE.
I've conducted a (biased) survey of what the fascination is about New Years eve. Most of those probed noted that it's an excuse to get horrendously blottoed ¬ have to work the next day. I would not exactly put this is the 'pro' section.
By jobe I think she has it! A themed NYE. 7 decades to choose from. Dress to impress & bring an appropriate blast from the past party piece.
Velvet jumpsuit. Check.
Turban. Check.
Platforms. Check.
Blue eyeshadow. Check.
Fondue set. Check.
Grace Slick. What a babe.
The thing is, I already own (and wear) this 70s paraphernalia, as well as items from all other decades. Snowballs at the ready, steady, bleugh.
It's gonna be like, so bogue. PSYCHE!
I have zero plans- not a big NYE they're so alti-climatic agreed.
ReplyDeleteLove those 70s platforms- I recently invested in these:
http://www.office.co.uk/womens/office/beauty_and_the_beast/37/8837/23139/1?fs=8837
they make me look like a giant!