Anyone else feeling the New Year’s Eve pressure? Feeling like you should be going out with all your best pals, getting your hair and nails done, wearing a slamming new dress, drinking until you’re sick and staying up all night. Yeh, I’m really not feeling it and I feel the same every year.
The night starts with excitement for the night ahead and more importantly the new year and just always ends a bit sort of meh. Once the party poppers have been popped and you’ve kissed everyone it’s all over. Maybe I’m being a bit miserable but the expectation to have the best night ever is just too much.
Once again the focus has moved from friends and family and love and celebration and is all about making money – charging obscene amounts for tickets and drinks. And I’ll tell ya something, money doesn’t equal fun and “organised fun” to me is worse than hell on Earth.
So this year I’m bucking the trend. I’m staying in (potentially in pyjamas) eating food and drinking gin cocktails with people I love, because YOLO and I’m an adult and can do what the hell I want.
So here’s to doing your own thing on this fine NYE, getting drunk, going out or staying in and just being the fine specimens that you are and most of all…. here’s to the most wonderful 2018