This letter is to you.
I woke up on Christmas eve morning around 8 a clock. I was exited, to see what my big brother had got me for a present as he had barged to me how good it was and he was completely sure that I would love it, I was also exited to see my relatives (specially my little cousin, he is the cutest little thing. He is like a little old man and he is four). I got up to eat some breakfast, for once. After my breakfast and a great amount of tea later I thought that I should start getting ready somehow. I had a lot of time, so I stared with painting my nails that usually goes unpainted, I did actually not paint them black like I usually do when I paint them. (I painted them in a more nude colour with small black details on). Afterwards I started doing my makeup, eyeliner, a nude eye-shadow look (with help from the Naked 2 palette), foundation and that shit, I went all glam with some really cool falsies (false eyelashes). My body I dressed with a simple black dress that is a bit flowy, with a added tying choker necklace. My hair I just mad a half up half down kind of look.
Side track: I started wearing chokers long before it became trendy again, just sayin. The same with bandannas.
Our guest came at around one, as we had asked them to. We did decide to not have the normal Christmas food, meatballs, ham, potatoes, mustered herring (gross by the way), ribs and etc. We only had some herring for starters (that I obviously did not eat) and for main we had fillet of beef/undercut with an amazing potato gratin and some red wine sauce.
At three pm we all sat down to watch Donald Duck, as everyone does in Sweden on Christmas eve. It is played on one of our public none cable channels (SVT1). And after Donald Duck you usually get a special visit from a elderly dude in red cloths. And he gives everyone a present, if you have been nice all year that will say.
After the Santa looking guy has left and all the presents is open, there is that sought after desert. We had Ice cream, cookies and sponge cake.
Then you just kick out your guests....
No, I am only kidding. We just sit down and chill for awhile. Braging about our presents and thanking everyone. Which brings us back to my big brother and what he got me for Christmas. He got me tickets for WWE LIVE in Stockholm. I REPEAT; TICKETS TO GO SEE WWE LIVE IN STOCKHOLM. I love wrestling so much #nerd. And not only that he got great fucking seats to. Srsly best Christmas present almost ever.
I hope you guy had/have a great Christmas to. Merry Christmas and Happy holidays!