It's the day after Christmas and all through the house, everyone's grumpy and looking for coffee because they might have added a little too much "spirit" to their eggnog.
My Christmas was pretty fun - dinner with my boyfriend's family on Christmas Eve, then board games and booze on Christmas morning. We're actually continuing the festivities this Sunday since his parents have been busy moving house and want to host us out in Indiana, so it's going to be an extended holiday this year.
I did get my Vintage Secret Santa gift in the mail, but I haven't had a chance to take photos yet. It's really fun and cute, and I should have photos up on Instagram pretty soon.
But anyway, I didn't originally intend to do a post like this. I don't really mind when other people do them, but doing them myself feels a bit... silly? Repetitive? Of course, part of that is the personal perspective - I don't remember other people's outfits with the same clarity that I remember my own, so when other people do a retrospective, it just makes me go "oh yeah, that was cute," rather than "yeah yeah, seen it, done it, whatever," which is my reaction when I do it.
Actually, I had another post planned, but that depended on me being able to take outfit photos earlier this week, which of course didn't happen. Pretend you're listening to The Beatles do
Yesterday as you gaze upon my year in outfits.

Yesterday, I thought Blossom meets Pretty in Pink was a pretty good look...

Yesterday, I didn't realize that having a light source behind me meant my photos were going to be really dark.

Yesterday, I could still do victory rolls (oh, for those halcyon days!) and hadn't figured out how to do exposed stomach very well.

All my troubles seemed so far away when I was blonde and could do a killer beehive. And look, I was finally figuring out how light works!

I believe my pinup look was a little goofy, but damn. I looked pretty hot, right?

Suddenly, I realized what natural outdoor lighting can do for a photo.

Now I need a place to hide away from narwhals.

Why my hair had to go - well, repeated amateur bleachings didn't really do it any favors. Quelle surprise.

There's a shadow hanging over me... Wait, no, this is bright and sunny and totally cute. I love my Americana dress.

And then there was that one time I looked like a hooker getting the shakedown on Miami Vice.

Yesterday came so suddenly. That's why I look so surprised. Oh, and I learned how to accessorize!

Someone must have said something wrong, because I look so pissed. Could just be my RBF though.

Ok, giving up on the "use the lyrics from Yesterday" for captions, because the song isn't that long and I took a lot of pictures. It was muggy as hell that day and my camera lens got all fogged up. But hey, abs part 2 works way better.

Kissy face!

Doubtful face.

Concerned face.

My face is better than your face.

Staring at the sun face.

Ka-pow! Pants!

Bam! 60s!

Best. Dress. Ever.
So, what have I learned this year?
1. Natural, diffuse light and a windy day make for the best photos.
2. I need to come up with some more poses that don't involve my hands on my hips. I am not, in fact, a little teapot.
3. I change my hair like some (really gross) people change their underpants.
4. Have fun with my style, don't be afraid to experiment, but don't wear a mini unless I've got tights on because otherwise everyone gets a look at my bum.