Tis the season where you can wear red and green without people looking at you strangely and asking about elves. No other season or event has such a monopoly on colour. When you wear red and white, no one asks if you’re supposed to be a cupid or something related to valentines day. No one mistakes you for the Easter bunny when you wear pastels. But Christmas, it’s all over these complimentary colours.
For the record I am not an elf. I never really got into the whole elf, wizard, fairy thing. Except for when I used to play slingshots with my friend at school. Then I was an elf or whatever was going to kick that trees butt.
Hmmm, things just took a turn didn’t they? It’s been a rather disjointed day and it appears my brain is happy to broadcast the fact.
Best end the broadcast here before I say something really ridiculous.
Purple monkey dishwasher.
Top: Valley Girl
Shoes: City Beach