My hunch was wrong, Sandman rudely lured me away before I managed to share these outfit pics from last night. We have a tradition in our family to dress up a little for the Yule dinner. I went casually with bare feet, a few mild curls and code red for the holidays' sake. (The dress is an old Stop Staring second hand find, in case someone wishes to know.)
|Dorothy nails. I snapped my fingers three times and I was home!|
Odd fact of the moment; I can't get this song out of my head today. It just echoes and echoes and echoes in my mind in a crude way. "It's like dying on Christmas Day". My subconscious seems to be in a jolly festive mood!