I had just assumed that 2016 would end on one high note – the Bowery Collective‘s annual festivities. And I would have been perfectly content to do so. It’s a beautiful, fun gathering with amazing food and drink.
But then, one of my friends from my July vacation asked “any interest in going back to Saint Martin for New Year’s?”
In the past, I have posted about the highs and lows of the prior year. But in 2015, I experienced some of the lowestlows of my life. You lovely friends have been so supportive. Why would I make you relive all of that heartache?
So in lieu of a review of my 2015, here’s a little peek into how I spent New Year’s Eve.
I took a selfie before leaving, mostly to show my mother that I was alive and attempting to mask illness with lots of makeup and a salon blowout.
It’s only early December. If you’re a normal person – aka not me – you haven’t started stressing about making plans for New Year’s Eve.
But if you’re a weirdo like me, you want to lock it in. You don’t want to be left out, without something fun to do. Or maybe you just want to resist temptation to do nothing but watch New Year’s Rockin’ Eve from the comfort of your couch.
This is how I spent last New Year’s Eve with friends. Pretty swank, eh?
We had a dedicated server who made sure we always had cocktails and food from the various stations AND a butler–who was so young and handsome; I probably complimented him a bit too much, poor guy. Continue reading →