Monday, 28 December 2015

Is There a Name For The Period Between Christmas and New Year?

Is there a name for this period?? Because there should be. I'm currently in the depths of it and I'm not going to lie, I'm struggling. What day is it? What time? When did I last get dressed? These questions I cannot answer. 

It's simultaneously the best and worst time of the year. Although it comes with the melancholy of knowing that Christmas day is actually gone and you have to wait another 300 odd days for another bloody one, this period also offers a lot of things to distract your prosecco filled little head from this fact.

Yes, you may be filled with the disappointment of your slightly crappy presents and with too much leftover turkey, but fear not, as you are experiencing the closest thing this world gets to a Utopian society. For this week you can sleep as much as you want, eat whatever you want (that's what I tell myself anyway) and wear whatever you want. I'm not sure there's a time quite like it for clothes, I either wear pyjamas or prom dresses. There is no in between. I go from face glitter and diamante earrings to a onesie and dressing gown. And I love it. 

My mum also has some man's name written everywhere- weird

The most stressful thing that has to cross your little mind during this time (forget about work- that's not what Jesus would want you to be doing) is what to wear New Year's Eve. And obviously this does present quite a problem in itself. You might have had a dress in mind, but obviously there's no way you want to get out your pasty, chocolate orange filled body out to try it on and be humiliated in front of your own reflection when it doesn't fit. And God, nobody's going to want to kiss you at midnight if you look like this, now you're still staring in the mirror and contemplating the whole meaning of life, why are we even here, and maybe you should get a fringe, and how much is a nose job, can you book in for liposuction this late and what can we do to stop global warming?? Obviously the only solution is to go to SimplyBe quickly and buy some sort of bedazzled dress that covers and hides yet sucks in and pulls up. You'll just have to deal with the spots from too much sugar and alcohol later. But oh god, now the exhaust has fallen off your car. (Yes this actually happened.) So enjoy this magical time of year people and have a wonderful, fabulously dressed New Year. And don't worry too much if you don't fit in the dress you wanted to wear, just keep your pyjamas on and remember those extra pounds are just more to shake on the D-floor on New Year's Eve. You should probably worry if the exhaust has fallen off your car though. Yeah, you should probably worry about that. 


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