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this is my letter to santa for macy’s believe campaign. for every santa letter dropped off in the mailboxes in their stores they’re donating a dollar to make-a-wish. and since writing a letter takes all of a minute, my gf and i made sure to write ones! and then we had our friends do it at our holiday party. and tonight she asked me to whip up some stationery so that she could take it to work and have people at work write letters too, since macy’s hasn’t hit their million dollar cap yet.
if you’ve got a little bit of time and the ability to get to macy’s to drop one off (which i know sounds miserable and daunting as hell at this time of year) definitely do! here’s a pdf of the little letter format stationery i made. you have to decorate the reindeer yourself though. :)
my gf and i went out to eat the other night and she insisted on going out of our way to downtown brea for crepes and i am glad because i got to start my night by sensually caressing christmas balls and befriending a faux topiary reindeer wearing a sequined vest.
the clothes are lame but i am trying to make this a thing i do:
- shirt: company i interned for this summer, blurred for their protection
- skirt: target like five+ years ago
- shoes: payless grandma slip-ons i wear almost everyday (this is my 7th/8th pair)
- bag: asos
- glasses: zennioptical.com
also, i’m not wearing lipstick in this and i look naked
sorry if you’re seeing this again, the first post went all wonky
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you guys this song is just the best. late 80s/early 90s christmas dance party.
you guys, scrooged gave me some weird traumas as a kid. read all about it, kind of.
these are my super scientific and detailed notes from watching miracle on 34th street which, spoiler alert, turned out to be super good! extra, extra, read all about it
working on this year’s invitation to my and my friends’ annual christmas party. this is the teeeeeenth year we’ve done it. and like… the fifth year i’ve hosted it. BUT THAT IS OKAY. i love being the hostess. I AM ALWAYS THE HOSTESS. bitches always be showing up late to a sit-down dinner though, so i am getting AGGRESSIVE this year. gonna find a cheap bouncer to knock people out.
i’m getting close to being done with these (they need to go out like… asap) but i am still SO deeply unsatisfied with the handwriting font at the top uggggggh.
my gf was like, “you are really into that festive-ass thing, aren’t you?” and i was like, “YOU DON’T KNOW ME YOU DON’T KNOW ME I DO WHAT I WANT I DO WHAT I WANT.”
