And it’s true, whether we are so deeply invested that we know the designer’s names and collections, to whether we know what we like and that’s what we buy over and over again; everyone has some sort of interest in fashion.
And with that we have the things we like and dislike; our own little quirks. For instance I hate anything around my neck it bothers me to no end.
My sister always makes fun of me for that, but it feels like I am choking.
I also hate huge clunky bracelets. I have very small wrists so I always have issues getting ones that fit right.
Yep, comfort tends to be my number one thing.
Sometimes it is more fun to just chill out and relax than be in dressed up clothes. I think Cher said it best in Clueless:
Yep:
Although that doesn’t go for my shoes as I love them high.
So today I spent the day baking, baking Christmas Cookies!
The first were called Sand Tarts, which I got from my sister blog Mysterious Eats. They’re posting the recipe next Friday, but gave me a sneak peak. They look good, and seem tasty. You see I could only eat a little bit of each cookie as I’m still recovering from having my wisdom teeth extracted.
I was making a dozen for one of my jobs, as this Sunday is their annual Christmas Children’s Program.
After I made those I moved on to bake the Regency Ginger Cookies, also from mysteriouseats.wordpress.com, for a Christmas Cookie Party that I am planning on going to. Not only did I want to do them because I’m all about Jane Austen, but figured no one else will do that type of cookie.
So this morning as I prepared to make four dozen cookies (one for the kids and three for the Christmas Cookie party) I decided, hey I should bake in my pajamas, so I can be comfy.
And then I thought I shouldn’t put on any makeup or do my hair either.
I mean after all I was going to get ingredients all over me, was probably going to make a huge mess I’d have to clean up anyway, etc. I mean why bother?
Majorly
But it seems like no one else got the memo. I had people stopping by all day.
No one ever visits me without calling first, except on the day that I am a super mess.
It was kind of funny as they looked at me with surprise and shock and how messy and grossly I was dressed.
What are you wearing?
But that’s how it goes. And now that I am done cooking, all I want to do is lay down.
I also sampled way too many cookies.
But hey, Christmas comes but once a year, so live it up!
One of my favorites is Here Comes Santa Claus (Down Santa Claus Lane). I first sang it back when I was in Girl Scouts and we went into the nursing homes to carol.
It was written in the 1940s by Gene Autry, who got the idea after he was Santa Claus in a parade. Since then it has been covered by numerous artists; like Elvis Presley, Doris Day, and Bing Crosby to name a few.
My favorite version? The one from The Year Without a Santa Claus