It’s totally that time of year. Time to button up my blouse, dig out my cranberry red lipstick, and invite people over for dinner. My usual dinner of scrambled eggs and popcorn isn’t going to cut it. It’s the holidays and people need to be, you know… impressed! No pressure or anything. Seriously, no presh.
Except, wait… why am I still feeling the pressure? The holiday season is awesome and just a bit overwhelming/intimidating/oh goodness gracious/what dessert am I going to make/ what shoes am I going to wear. I get it. I really do. I am here (with my aggressively colored blouse on) to help.