I love winter. I love snow; the festive spirit everyone seems to have; that Christmas is just around the corner; the Christmas songs playing on almost every station, store, and restaurant 24/7 for an entire month.
I also LOVE watching my all time faves such as Home Alone (I and II) and A Christmas Story and the idea of sipping hot chocolate in front of the fireplace with a good book (I say idea because my family is Filipino and, by nature, talk loud and have an innate love for the one good thing on earth: karaoke). Plus, my mom and the vacuum are bff’s. It goes without saying
My one MAJOR issue with winter, however, does not involve slush filling up my shoes at the start of a very long day, or slipping and falling on my ass at school in front of countless people, or getting stuck in a snowstorm and getting home only to find that my mascara had run all the way down to my chin (how very avant garde! Now if only others would realize that was the look I had been going for in the first place).
NO, it’s hair static (see, there was a point to this post, after all
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