Okay, my new years eve was super cozy. 25 is a good age to be a grown up. i can’t help it. i drank a lot of champagne, white wine and rose (the red wine i bought and thought was sophisticated and a bit fruity was actually super sweet and gross.. disgusting)
anyway. me and my man ate a 4 course dinner, watched Monty Pyton and took a nap. at 11pm we forced ourselves to go to our friends party. i met good friends talked and played Simpsons on my iphone while he danced with all the ladies.
it was a fine night. and you know why? because i had NO expectations.. so even though it wasn’t amazing, it was still pretty great
anyway – the picture is of me trying to consume a giant hangover-burger. all princesses look like maniacs the day after a big night.. right?