a different kind of christmas list

Most people my age are too old to have big Christmas lists.  We don’t sit in front of the television anymore with a pen and paper, waiting for commercial breaks to check out the new toys.  We don’t have to pencil in a visit to the mall to see Santa Claus, assuming that if he doesn’t get our lists personally, we won’t get what we want.  We don’t prematurely name all of the Barbies we asked for, or anticipate the day after Christmas, when we schedule time to play with all of our new gifts in turn.  But even so, we still have some sort of list, things we want, whether they are tangible gifts or just experiences.

Without further ado, my 20something Christmas list.  I won’t call it a “Grown Up Christmas List’, because there is already one of those and it’s kind of serious.  Although I did request of my family members that they donate to a charity as part of my gift, does that make me pretentious?  Does asking if something makes you pretentious make you pretentious?  How dizzying!

I suppose that was a bit of further ado, but here it is.

  1. To take an awkward Christmas photo with my beau, preferably with ugly sweater
  2. Red corduroy skinny jeans, they look like Santa pants, right?
  3. To consume some amazing holiday cookies (even if I have to make them myself)
  4. To hit up the big Christmas trees in the city without getting trampled
  5. A faux fur vest, because apparently those are in right now and they look comfy
  6. Consume copious amounts of mulled wine and spiked hot chocolate (responsibly, of course)
  7. To go the entire week between Christmas and New Years without hearing the words “student loans”

Did I miss anything?  Do you think faux fur vests are heinous?  Do tell!

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“you’re a (fashion) wizard, harry”

One of the (many) perks of living in New York City is that there really is always something to do.  If you can’t find something to occupy your time, you must just enjoy sitting at home by yourself.  Most days you can find something pretty great that are free (or cheap) to boot.

Discovery Times Square is neither free nor cheap (not even a “suggested donation” loophole), but their exhibits are unique.  I went there for King Tut last year, and ventured back again for Pompeii this summer. In addition, they had the famous Harry Potter exhibition, which toured a bunch of different cities and contained hundreds of props and costumes from the movies.  As a fan, it was a fun experience to have with others whom I had grown close with thanks to those books (I’m looking at you ladies, Keri and Becca!)

This may seem like a) a digression, or b) an advertisement for the exhibit, but it’s neither.  For one thing, it already closed and (it’s in Australia now, if you want to go).  For another, it gave me a great source of fashion inspiration, which is why I’m talking about it.  No, not the elaborate Yule Ball dresses or Quidditch robes, but something rather simple: Harry’s outfit from the very first movie.  It’s mostly just a spin on the Target uniform of red-polo-and-khakis, but as I was standing there looking at the clothes, I thought, “hey, I have a sweater like that, and khakis too, I can do that!”

Look how cute he is!

I have had this outfit in the back of my mind since August, when we toured the exhibit.  Of course, this outfit was too warm to wear in the summer, so I filed it away until it became weather appropriate.  And now that it’s fashionably acceptable to wear sweaters, I decided that today was the day.  Harry has long sleeves and a scoop neck, and mine is short sleeves and a turtleneck, but that’s okay.  Besides the fact that Harry is a young boy and I’m a 20something female, I think the resemblance is there.  He probably wasn’t wearing gold jewelry either, but I guess if push came to shove, I’d give up my gold jewelry to rock a golden Snitch instead.

Sidenote: This part of the book takes place in June, so at this point I’m questioning why Harry had on a heavy looking sweater.  There must be a heck of a draft in that castle coming from the lake?  I know they couldn’t have had any air conditioners blasting.