Happy December, swamp things! I don’t think I’ve ever had such a busy holiday season, but that’s what happens when you’re making a sincere push to move your life forward in an adult way. The process of even thinking about buying an apartment has been full of humbling (if not humiliating) moments that I’ll possibly get into in another column.
Anyway. I don’t know about you, but the older I get, the more the acquisition of material objects makes my stomach turn and my eyes roll back into my head. I think I’ve spent far too long organizing far too much. Being a woman is particularly annoying in this way. How many bras do we own? Dozens?
There are a few things I always have my eye on. They are nice and weird, because I am me. My Christmas list:
1) ASOS DESIGN SMILEY COTTOM PAJAMA SET
There is no room for package theft in a civilized society. Don’t you agree? I mention this because I actually did treat myself to these lime-green PJs from my Christmas list. I never order clothes online, and then I did. Guess what happened? The parcel was stolen from my building. Fa la la la la, la la la laaaaa.