The Holiday Party That is Your Couch and What to Wear
JUST BECAUSE YOU DON’T HAVE PLANS DOESN’T MEAN YOU DON’T HAVE SOUL.
So put on knits (at least two layers of them) to sit on your couch and watch that program called “Yule Log” on one of those indiscriminate channels in the low 120s while you sip on eggnog and swear to your Jewish mother that it’s actually kosher wine. Then sparkle the shit out of your comfort clothes up because you have Joan Didion-fostered self respect and because when you look into the mirror, you want to see your reflection reflecting another reflection. It’s all very meta and you are very important.