November 26, 2012 § Leave a comment
I love the holidays because I love spending time with my family. Which also means I hate it when they leave. I tend to get a lil’ mopey in the aftermath. The house is too quiet and there is no glitter to clean up.
But instead of letting the sadness residue stick around for days I decided to use the whole ‘dress happy, be happy’ trick. The way it works is, you get what you see. So wear what you want and be who you want but I dare you to be unhappy wearing a tutu with shoes full of glitter. Just trust me on this, it could replace prozac.
And if that doesn’t work there’s always cutting.
This Is My Happy Place: