Despite all evidence and literature analyzing the human brain’s capacity to learn, we somehow maintain a blind spot when it comes to New Years Eve. The jury is still out regarding whether this maintenance of faith is honorable or just plain foolish – but regardless, the undying and sometimes unwarranted high expectations for this night prevail.
New Year’s Plans
At the very core, New Year’s Eve tends to disappoint in terms of plans available, especially when you live in a suburb. Once all the wrapping paper has been carted away after Christmas, we move on to the next logical target and start picturing a cinematic New Year’s Eve.
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New Year’s Outfit
Pinterest and online shopping websites have dazzling sequined numbers for the big night out, but somehow when they arrive in their dingy plastic parcels, they don’t transform you into the dancing queen you had anticipated.
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New Year’s Weather
Just chilly enough to wear that cute scarf you ordered, but somehow warm enough to keep your bare legs from getting prickly in your miniskirt – the perfect New Year’s temperature is elusive. Somehow, all logic is thrown out the window when it comes to dressing for this occasion.
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New Year’s Refreshments
All we can picture is exotic mini-burger hors d’ouveres and exquisite deserts in a twinkling ballroom, but we end up washing down that New Year’s kiss with a 12-piece McNuggets.
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New Year’s Kiss
Movies have taught us that even if there are no prospects on the horizon, hope is not lost for a kiss on New Year’s Eve. While this is true to some extent, it’s usually not that handsome stranger at the end of the bar, and is much more likely your dog when you come home early to watch the ball drop.
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Whether it’s stupidity or hope, we never quite can give up on our magical New Year’s Eve plans, and I hope we never do.
