Pull out the pointe shoes, Nutcracker season is here! I never made it past the marzipan in my childhood ballerina days, so I’ll just pretend to be a sugarplum fairy for the night in this twirly little number.
Some invisible switch flipped in my head this weekend and I am officially in holiday mode. The search is on for the perfect party dress to wear. Shall I go with sequins this year?
We’re getting ready to host a luau for 30 people in our little flat, which would have been fine if it was the old (grown-up) days of cocktails and mingling. But the guest list now includes eight toddlers and a few older kids. I’m now wishing I had these extra chairs to park around the dining room table to try and contain the mess. Futile, I know.
I’m thick in planning mode for my son’s first birthday. Growing up in Hawaii, it’s customary to have a huge baby luau to celebrate, and the whole family is flying out for the occasion. Lucky for me, organizing a luau in San Francisco is a breeze, since we have a great Hawaiian restaurant down the road that caters, and you can find all the decorations and party favors you need online. Surf’s up, little monkey!
(A motto for New Year’s Eve, and always.)
Hook these tubes under your sofa to make it glow like a small-town crunkmobile on Saturday night.
