A Very Merry Carrie Bradshaw Christmas

In the perfect world I’d be celebrating Christmas Eve oh-so-fabulously, à la H&M x Lanvin (as ssen above). With champagne, a holly red, floof-y dress belted at the waist, strappy pumps, and plenty of mistletoe for multiple rounds of kisses. Leaving behind scandalous red lipstick prints left on wine glasses and boys’ cheeks. Lounging around in your New York apartment after the petite fête, still in party attire, with the petticoat-like skirt circled around yourself with a glass of red wine to accompany Eat Pray Love. (The book, of course.)

If only.

Instead, I ate my Christmas Eve feast in workout clothes (read: old tee & sweats), in a subconscious effort to make myself start some sort of exercise regimen after indulging myself in heapings of quiche and shrimp scampi…

Merry Christmas Eve♥

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bises! x

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