Le Ugly Sweater Soiree

Well, we did it. We threw yet another party and whooped it up Canada Styles. Who needs Dirty Dartford when you have a house full of beauties and some atrocious garb?

I must admit to breaking the rules...my sweater was darling. Don't mind if I say so. How are your holiday preparations going?

My boss came by. It was nice to have her in our stunningly sophisticated home. Groan. God, I miss my stuff.





Oh yeah, and our sweaters matched. Because we made them. Good times.





Check out Ryan's sweater. This is the story.

Ryan: "Hey kid! I have a...holiday party to go to this weekend and I need a holiday sweater. Can I borrow the one you're wearing?"

Kid: "Yeah, Sir. Of course you can. I'll drop it off for you on Friday."

What a job we have.







I hope your celebrations are just as merry. As for me, I'm panicked now about getting ready for France. Only a few more days and Jamie and I will be sashaying along the coast.

QUITE the life.

Good day.