Santa baby,

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Been an awful good girl, Santa baby

and hurry down the chimney tonight.

Really Santa? Just because I mixed up the song from the headline, am I really in the naughty list?

So here's my list and you decide. I will leave you pandoro and wine on the 24th, a good wine always so just don't be cheap.

just as a reminder (thanks Man Repeller)

a white Christmas

" a ring ... I don't mean on the phone" — " a ring ... I don't mean on the phone"

that original illustration of 'The Little Prince' with the coffee stain

please make me as close to this cool kid (#Icanteven) — please make me as close to this cool kid (#Icanteven)

anything to get me close to splendid Marella

I am a Rochas girl, shoes and socks included

N.12 is perhaps my most coveted wish for the year to come: TIME

Please, Santa, give me time to read all the books I want whenever I want, the luxury to stop during the day and write when inspired, to enjoy dinner every night on a table set and decorated, to enjoy a walk on the beach and count the grains of rice.

I want to stop spending time chasing time because I don't have time.

And that is my wish for everyone, to live instead of letting life drift away.

It's been quite a year, to tell you the truth I loved it so much that it's a pity that it's expiring.

Although, on the other end, December is my birthday and "I don't like December" said nobody ever.

The luxury of a massage and a spa day in my household is equivalent to have a personal styling sesh.

We are always up for shopping?

All it takes is good disposition, sitting on a sofa, sipping coffee or champagne (depending on age, there's always a good reason for bubbles and sparkle).

We met Mely during one of those family outings to Anthropologie - we love it there, and by "we" I include Petunia the dachshund who is welcomed with treats and compliments everytime we venture.

Mely (@themorenasalad on IG) is the personal stylist at the Miami Beach store and this is not a paid post so we spontaneously did everything, no staged fittings or promotions. We liked eachother, she is awesome, she gets me as she has two teeanger daughters herself, and the holidays seemed the right occasion to freshen up our closet and have fun dressing-up.

The room had libations, coffee, juice, music and all that jazz that you can only find for Christmas at Anthropologie: they know how to do it ... hello for getting us into the mood. It was the right amount of quiet, that one that doesn't leave room for awkwardness. In other words, I would have stayed all day, reading a book and keep trying on clothing.

We went a little speakeasy meets Downton Abbey for me: black lace kimono worn as a blouse, midi black tulle skirt and the peach stole cinched at the waist. Imagine how many other outfits i can rcreate with those 3 guys.

Black lace kimono over a white tee, ripped washed jeans and Vans.
The peach stole with a baby blue taffeta dress and printed yellow platforms, so decadent Miu Miu.
Black tulle skirt with a white tank and silver sparkly thong sandals.

I could go on forever.

Cec just went from her inseparable Vans to an embroidered grey tulle skirt with pewter/copper sequins and a silvery printed v-neck shirt.

It was all done in a jiffy.

Look who's ready to party!