How to Be a Ladyperson at the Holidays: 10 Important Tips

This is how we should dress this ‘season’
I particularly love ;
Show off all your many dimensions at once. When planning outfits for your holiday soirées, think: “I’m an heiress and an Italian professor at this upscale tropical funeral.”

And “Pants are for suckers! Merry Christmas”

I Miss You When I Blink

Straight from the ad pages of your favorite magazines, here’s your guide to being a girl in December. Take notes.

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1. Stay cozy. Wear a baby.

wear a baby If you play your cards right, your sensitive, goateed dad/boyfriend/professor will reward you with a pair of socks made out of his extra sweater sleeves.

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2. Flaunt your complexity.

Embrace all your many dimensions. Think: "I'm an heiress and an Italian professor at this upscale tropical funeral." Show off all your many dimensions at once. When planning outfits for your holiday soirées, think: “I’m an heiress and an Italian professor at this upscale tropical funeral.”

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3. Represent feminine softness in a hard masculine world.

coach All around you are skyscrapers made of bricks and iron and glass and ouchy things. They’re all pointy and hard. But not you. You’re a soft pink flower in a gentle haze of light. Everything around you is blooming, because you breathed springtime into winter. You’re a superfresh candypants sugarblossom.

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4. If you’re truly hot, you…

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About Barbara

Born in Dublin, living in London with Peter, my two daughters, Wilson our Spaniel & Woordow our Malshih (Shih Tzu-Maltese cross)
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5 Responses to How to Be a Ladyperson at the Holidays: 10 Important Tips

  1. Very funny, thanks for the laugh

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  2. Grannymar says:

    Hey! I used to wear Elly inside my coat. Not last week… splutter, splutter, no. When she was a baby and fitted in one of those pouch carriers. I was walking down the hill to the town one day and there was a man ahead of me, he kept turning to look at me and then went on a little further. Eventually he turned back and walked back up to me. As he stopped he said “Ah, you are talking to the baby. I did not notice her and thought you were talking to me!”

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