Who has time to fuss around with hair and makeup when there's eggnog to be drunk? Here's how to get from office to out in sixty seconds flat. (Oh yes, and one of these hacks may have been the result of a small truck store theft; I'm pleading the fifth on that one.)
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Speaking of holiday beauty, here's the look I whipped up for Kendrick's Winter Formal, which I think works for any holiday party (minus, perhaps, the mask…although that one's your call). I went heavier than I usually do, with bold eyes and bold lips, because I feel like the holiday season lets you get away with a more dramatic face. Add that to the fact that the formal was actually a masquerade (more shots coming up!), and there you go:
I wore ALL OF THE MAKEUP.
I have this fantasy.
It's informed half by Michelle Pfeiffer's cashmere-swaddled character in What Lies Beneath and half by Carrie Bradshaw in the second Sex and the City movie, when she flits around in silk teddies and long strands of pearls, with a dash of every Nora Ephron movie ever thrown in for good measure. Basically, it's a fantasy wherein I live in a big, rambling house full of white furniture and Williams-Sonoma cooking appliances, and spend my days in a light-flooded office typing away on a typewriter (this, from Diane Keaton's character in Something's Gotta Give, I think), but instead of wearing what I'd actually wear in a situation like this, which is the same pair of leggings and the same beat-up shirt from some college I visited but never actually went to every single day, I'm wearing, like, fine knits and such.
For serious, guys: Kendrick has been gone for the past week (he just finished finals and is now home for a solid month, whee), and it was three days before I changed out of my Vassar shirt and hole-y leggings. I'm not even exaggerating. Three days. Same outfit. (I showered once, and put it back on, because I am lazy like a slug.)
Eeeeee. (Especially the teeny-tiny boots. All of them. Cannot stand the cuteness.)
Perfect for holiday gifts (just six days until Hanukkah!)...or just because baby, it's cold outside, and small people need big bundling.
1. I am so sad that my daughter already would not fit into these. Tiny camo booties! Are you kidding me? If you have a newborn in your life, please: let me live vicariously through you.
2. Just the sweetest hat-and-mittens set ever.
Haven't finished your holiday shopping yet?
…Haven't started?
That's okay.
Presenting: some of my favorite suggestions (all from Ann Taylor) for all the ladies on your list.
