Merry...oh yeah, Halloween

So now that I've railed against ridiculously early Christmas decor, of course that's all I can talk about:  holiday shebangs!

But who can blame me when a dress like this gossamer beauty is floated before my eyes: 

Isn't it delightful?  Alas, the only holiday party that PVT and I are usually invited to goes something like this:  everyone is allotted two drink tickets.  These tickets do not entitle you to a free glass of wine or two; these tickets simply enable you to PURCHASE your own two drinks with your own moola.  Now, I'm not saying everyone has to get totally trashed to enjoy the festivities, but wouldn't perhaps a gratis flute of champagne liven up the festivities, and make talking to the strangers on your right a wee bit easier?  Dare I say it's a bit Ebeneezer-ish to call this a party?

Instead everyone staidly sits, then glumly trudges to the buffet to pile their plates high with plastic chicken and pasty pasta. 

And then we go home.

Not really the grand affair worthy of a dress like this.

Although, alas, I will probably need to wear something like this for the holidays this year: 

Yes, a muu muu for moi!  Because I saw THIS today in the stores:  

Ah, EGGNOG.  Many lard-afficting foods I don't really care about.  Ice cream?  Meh.  Pie?  Blech.  Hamburger?  Ho hum.  BUT EGGNOG?  Eggnog LATTES!  Eggnog with RUM!  Eggnog topped with WHIP CREAM!  Eggnog with castor oil, I don't care...I just love the stuff.

So I probably don't need a sexy new cocktail chemise for Christmas after all this year.