The “anything goes” don’t apply to the one year Party Night that you should and would look like a princess. No glass shoes but everything crystal is the hottest this year.

So here we go again. New Year and all the other “must attend to” Christmas Parties.

It’s with a mixed feeling when this season surprise me behind the office desk. Suddenly there is gingerbread in the kitchen, oranges and hot glogg in the coffee brewer. It’s a wonderful time when imagining snow that slowly falls outside the windows in the darkness, the candle lights that gently burns with it’s warm yellow light. Christmas is best remembered when I was a young girl, wearing my nicest dress, shiny black shoes and wrote letters to Santa wishing for everything pink and made of plastic so it’s fun to play with.

Such a girly girl I was, well yes I really was and I enjoyed every moment of it. But comparing getting the gifts from everyone, smiling and opening them to stressful and crowded shopping between short lunch breaks makes Christmas a whole new deal. Keep on asking myself why such three wise men had to rush out and buy gifts to baby Jesus? Well, the thought is great and I have to admit that it feels wonderful to give but panicking over grandmas gift and all new babies presents without even thinking about what I’m going to wear.

Well, Christmas tends to be pretty casual when it comes to snuggle up in the coach with a hot chocolate (at least in my family). You could wear a cute knitted cardigan, a pair of cozy jeans and tidy up with something wine red, for that extra pinch in the cheek it’s wise to use grandmas pearls again.

So the Christmas Eve is set but what always catches me by surprise are the Christmas parties in between, friends having a “small dinner” or these invitations to clubs, shops and of course work that forces you to work on your imagination. Still, the worst is not that, peanuts and a mild warm-up. The big crises always hits me when New Years comes up. Either there is that eternal question “where are we going to go, do and with who?” The greed and search of the perfect way to celebrate it forces me to throw “plain” friends away and force my boyfriend to start being romantic. Hell of a lot romantic otherwise I was using friends “overly romantic boyfriends” as brutal examples.

“He had put rose-peddles all over the place” or “the champagne was on ice and the lobster was in the Owen”. Well, a quick shopping for accessories and my black old dress works like a charm. So here it goes girls, when time is running out keep the fitted black one handy and make it fun shopping for some new details to add instead. This year I’m in a real 20′s mood and the cocktail dress will be transformed (like the Cinderella dress, no birds attending though). Have already found a pair of high heels, clumsy looking and cute with round toes and a chunky heel in shiny black. Then adding some soft curls, a red lipstick and some crystal earrings. The broach is the only one that is on the dress making it feel new and fresh again.