I can’t believe I’m actually writing this, but December is right around the corner. HOW?! But also, you know what December means. Your sacred plastic Chrissy tree is mere hours from being resurrected, along with those painfully tangly Christmas lights you must erect yearly to forgo feeling like the Grinch. It’s now also socially acceptable for fuck-off massive Xmas displays to crop up in shopping centres, with shop fronts lined with Christmas PJs, and for Mariah Carey to play everywhere and anywhere, on repeat.
