the christmas bird settled happily between the nutmeg spiced winter squash and the family favourite: goulash

Remember the days of, "It's just/ a little crush/ not like I faint every time we touch*." Whatever happened to those days? This isn't out of bitterness, I never took that speaking in portuguese critical life step, I've just been...
Well, why don't we dress up? Why don't we date? Why don't we paint the town red just for laughs anymore?
I went truly vintage this year and decided to support crushes, high heels, and dresses ten times more than I have in the past.


I could wish a thousand suns upon your plastic credit cards.

*song by Jennifer Paige.