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Just kidding, I don’t actually have my New Year’s Eve plans figured out yet. This fake New Year’s Eve flier was passed around the interwebz today and as funny as it is reading it, we all know that there’s an 80% chance of these scenarios happening.
I’ve got a love/hate relationship with the holiday. In the past couple of years, my celebration has been pretty tame. Last year, I was sick. Two years ago, Samantha and I played third and fourth wheel to our best friend and previous boyfriend’s evening. There was some dinner at a nice restaurant involved and a showing of a British or Australian zombie movie on TV with a title that could have been confused with a porno.
This year, I’m going into it with no expectations or at least lowered expectations. New Year’s Eve is a classy holiday, but yet I always find that it is ruined by schmammeredness and dresses that are not fit for the evening or – dresses that just don’t fit (right). My plans may be up in the air right now, but I’ll do you a solid and make you proud.