I’m dragging my feet, 2014 [which is a majorly spacey number, by the way…do you feel like a Jetson every time you type it out too?]. I wasn’t quite ready for you, wasn’t quite ready to let these colours slip through my fingers:
But. But but. I’d forgotten that with enough blankets, oversized candles, musical instruments and kitchen chats to offset the dark afternoons, January is a month of supreme coziness.
To my fellow Northern Hemispherers stoically battling the elements and to all you other people who live in a perpetually sunkissed half-dressed state, I wish you a warm and cozy start to your year.
Thank you for reading All Mussed Up — it’s a pleasure to have you here.