What to Get…Yourself

This year there will be no gift guides up here at the bird due in equal part to my workload, inability to complete my own shopping and, finally, lack of skills at the powerpoint.

Confession: I don’t even have the tree decorated. Yep, big slippin’s (not to be confused with big pimpin’) going on over here. Tonight I finally turned on the outside lights and am on pins, needles and maniacal laughs waiting for the neighbors to get home and have a look. Think Griswold. If you look out your door and see a glow to the west, THAT’S ME.

In the spirit of the season of exhaustion I think it’s time to get yourself something. If you’re like me you already tucked a few things away as you went along crossing things off your list, but make room for one or two more. You deserve it.

L to R: London Sole-Henrietta, Jon Josef Cat Loafer, London Sole-Henrietta Leopard Blame it on Olivia Palermo or, better yet, Princess Kate. She’s allegedly pregnant so no one’ll get on her for influencing you to spill your wallet all over in London Sole. As someone who never really viewed themselves as a flats person, I guess I’m a flats person after all. And as for the cats, well, that’s pretty much self-explanatory. Meow. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and TREAT YO’ SELF. From, Carrie and cats.