In another life, I would throw fabulous, classy affairs like this one
for New Year's Eve. But let's be honest, I can barely keep my eyes open until midnight.
If you are one of those select few who get a chance to wear one of those
fully-sequined dresses that are all the rage, congratulations.
Take lots of pictures so I can live vicariously through you on this festive, late-night holiday.
This was my New Year's Eve last year. Keeping it classy with bottles of
Welches sparkling grape juice, of course. And sparklers...lots of sparklers.
I can't believe that 2012 has already come and gone.
It seems like just yesterday I was packing my {50 lbs or less} suitcase
getting ready to board a plane with thirteen people, who I barely knew,
to head to a country where I didn't speak a word of the native language.
Paris was the best thing that could have happened to me.
{And you wouldn't be reading this blog if it weren't for HIP!}
I now know that since I survived Europe, I can do anything.
Can't wait to see what adventures 2013 has in store!
-Jess
1 comment:
I live 40 min from the premiere New Years Eve destination of Europe--Edinburgh, Scotland. And I'm not going! AH! That's what happens when you have kids I guess.
We'll be staying in and watching 'When Harry Met Sally' {our annual NYE film of choice}. We have a few Scottish traditions we'll be participating in at midnight as well.
Happy Hogmany! {the scottish word for new years eve}
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