It's that time of year, which means your weekends are full of Christmas parties. Initially, you thought they were all mundane and boring, and you would rather be at home reading Slyvia Plath and sipping your vegan hot chocolate, but you've found a new love and desire for these parties this year. Now you see it as a chance to wear your tiny little black dress that makes everyone jealous and your tall high boots to show off your gorgeous legs. And, of course, you want to turn heads, so enter the room in your to-die-for-faux-fur-coat (it's obviously not real because you haven't eaten meat since like forever ago, but who needs to know that).
All the work friends and family friends and all the kids immediately feel underdressed because you would never feel overdressed, especially at an event like this. I mean, it's a Christmas party; if you don't look like you just came from the annual Kardashian Christmas party, you are doing something wrong.
You throw your fur onto the couch effortlessly, and immediately, three ladies run to it to figure out who it's from and where you found it, but girls, it's vintage.
You take your Dior lip oil out of your YSL shoulder bag and reapply while scanning the room to see if anyone is worth conversing with or if you should still peruse around and check out the charcuterie board first.
People come up to you all night long asking what you've been up to, where your boots are from, how's school, how's work, blah blah blah. But of course, you are more than your gorgeous looks, so you can converse and entertain all night long. People argue that you can't be born with a talent, but you were born with the ability to be the center of every party (even if half of the crowd is your dad's age).
The Christmas music fills the room, and you dance your heart out to Mariah Carey all night long, but you occasionally stop during a boring song so you can fill up on drinks, food, and all the office ladies' gossip.
Look at you being the total it-girl.
Ugh, don't you just love Christmas parties!