And then I'll wear a Christmasy shirt all day. And be happy all day even if I have bad hair.
I love you, but would it kill you to give us at least one good wintery Christmas and while you're at it why do you make me give up on trying when it comes to hair, make-up, and personal appearance in general. It's just no fun blow-drying, but doing hair in humidity? A losing battle.
We can still be friends though. I will love and hate you for years to come. And look very homely as I do so. I've made peace with that.