I love the ritual of giving and receiving gifts. Few things bring me as much joy as carefully picking out, wrapping and presenting something thoughtful and—more often than not—pretty. Simply put: gift giving is my love language.
We’re officially well into the month of December now, and that means the countdown to Christmas is at a mere 14 days away. Normally by this time, I’ve already trimmed my tree, finished my shopping and sent my packages on their merry way, but not this year. I don’t know what it is about 2017 (or maybe I do), but this time of year has been unusually busy and stressful.
I’ve been wanting a pair of black pom-pom earrings for the better part of six months, but due to my self-imposed ban on shopping for all of 2017, this particular sartorial desire has gone unfulfilled. Luckily, I built an exception into this new rule: I’m still allowed to DIY pretty new things to wear. And so I set out to make myself a pair of goshdarn black pom-pom earrings.
A place on the refrigerator must be earned, and now that I’ve outgrown report cards, I fill that hallowed space with postcards pilfered from my favorite restaurants. I have one from Eastern Standard in Boston (the place that first ignited my love for the cocktail), one from Leo’s Oyster Bar in San Francisco and a recent acquisition from Mr. West here in Seattle.