Ghost of Christmas Past

Fresh out of college, & moving into that first apartment of your very own?

So young. So full of promise.

You were so excited to throw a big holiday bash. You used to love the holidays so much! And even though most of your bimonthly paycheck was tied up between your rent & your student loans, you still know just how to make do.

Like that skirt!

Remember the glee you experienced, finding that tucked away at that thrift store? Hell, that right there was just about 75% percent of the inspiration to even put on a party in the first place, wasn’t it? Only $12? Fitting like a glove? Quite the find.

Boy, & the very thought of how you planned to dawn it every Christmas after that?

Wow. What wishful thinking…

But the money you saved on that little number meant more could go towards having a nice, festive, holiday spread. And you went all-out, didn’t you? Cookies, brownies, candy, pretzels, a nice charcuterie tray? And let’s not forget the booze.

Yet there was a wee bit of a miscalculation, wasn’t there?

Because that was way, way too much for the dozen or so people that actually showed up. In fact, despite what was in the invitation texts, more guests felt obligated or inclined to bring even more, didn’t they? To the point you ran out of room at the table. Oh well, you told yourself in the moment. Better to air on the side of plenty you thought, as any good hostess might. That was something to concern yourself with after the fact.

And while the party might’ve gone off without any major hitches, ultimately? No one did take home their fair share of the food with them, did they?

Or booze.

There was a metric shit ton of stuff left. Damn, a literal smorgasbord, with only you left to contend with it all. On your lonesome. On top of all the holiday indulgence you were already slated to experience going home to visit your family.

Hell, you certainly made a valiant attempt. When it came to not letting everything go to waste, a solid dent was made. Sugar cookies with breakfast, lunch, & dinner. Some of the leftover candy before bed?

You had tried convincing yourself that your metabolism could handle it. You were a rail, after all.

But that was all cope.

You weren’t a rail for very long, were you?

In fact, that was where that all started to change, wasn’t it?

Relegating that poor, tiny little skirt to a one-time use, back-of-the-closet fixture.

Oh well. At least it looked good that one Christmas…

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This is part one of just a simple little sequence I wanted to do with the holiday, though with the way my social calendar has kind of filled up, it may extend a little beyond. But at least it’s starting in a timely fashion!

Also, just wanted to take the opportunity to wish everyone Happy Holidays! I’ll have more between now & next week, but I really wanted to thank everyone for their amazing support throughout this past year! I can’t wait to bring you more in the year ahead! But for the time being, I hope you all enjoy a happy & healthy holiday season!