‘TIS THE SEASON (to buy myself stuff)

Well, oops, I didn't exactly update more frequently this month, now did I? And here it is, almost Christmas. What have I been up to lately? Why, Christmas shopping, obsessive nail polishing, drinks out with friends, and one… epic… Christmas party later (never seen so many hungover people the next day at the office, haha) it's now December 21 and I really have nothing to show for myself except an empty wallet and a surprisingly clean house.  My mom's side of the family is coming over to my house for Christmas Eve so there has been a lot of cleaning and organizing going on, and I'm just not a housekeeping sort of person so the whole process has been deeply annoying. 

Anyway, here are some things that I have come across in my Christmas shopping and internetting that hopefully Santa*** will stuff under my tree.

 

HOLY CRAP GUYS this Michael Kors rose gold watch is effing amazing and I want it so so bad! Too bad I never told anybody I wanted it! Penny and I were at Stoneridge last week and I dragged her into the Michael Kors store so I could try it on, and it's even more beautiful in real life. It's also not as expensive as I thought it would be – clocking in at $295 at Nordstroms. I'm not saying that's cheap, but let's be real, I've spent about 10x that on yarn and beads (just in the past couple years). If I save my pennies, I think I could get myself this beauty within a couple of months.

 

I don't know why I like this gold sequined top, I just do. I have acquired not one, not two, but THREE sparkle sweaters in the last year, so maybe there is hope for me yet. 

 

 

I love this beautiful necklace – I'm really into agate and other stones right now, I have some sliced geodes that could be fashioned into a similar looking piece. Maybe you will soon see an Anthro-inspired necklace from me! 

Okay, that is all. I guess maybe after the New Year I will be more interesting. Until then, though… if I don't update… have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! 

 

***Re: Santa, I was apparently terrified of him as a kid (I don't remember this), and once caught my mom stuffing the stockings ("Momma… is there a Santa?" *deer in the headlights look* "Ummm….. nooooo." I was about three.) so ours was not a household that  believed in Santa. I guess that makes us a little different type of family; everyone I knew growing up did the whole Santa thing. And you know what? I never felt like I was missing out on anything – the magic of Christmas was never lessened for me as a kid. I guess also if you grow up religious, the whole Baby Jesus vs. Santa thing is kind of confusing.