News flash, I’m not the party girl I once was. Is that an age thing? I’m not sure. The parties I like now are far more tame. A small get together with a few nice nibblies and a nice bottle of wine, suits me just fine.
A little holiday soiree might be the perfect chance to put on a pretty dress, and break out the bling. Something vintage is always part of my plan. It’s really the little details that make an outfit sing. Like this gorgeous jewel of a brooch I spotted the other day at the antique mall. Of course it came home with me. (Sorry Santa, I couldn’t wait).
I knew in an instant that it would be the perfect holiday accessory. I wonder what fantastic parties it’s been to in the past?
Along with this little black handbag and multi strand necklace (both vintage), I’m all set for a night on the town.
No one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they got plenty of sleep.
If you can’t fix it with duct tape or a martini, it’s not worth fixing.
How come stupid things seem smart while you’re doing them?