Holly Jolly Drunk Girls

Holly and oh-so-jolly.

Holly and oh-so-jolly.

What would a Christmas season be without a ladies cocktail party?


While I’ve been in my new mini manse for a few months now, it’s not big enough to host the regular blow out I typically do every December. So this year, I limited it to females so we could get down with our sparkly selves.ย  The party prepping took place all day and kind of took over my living room.

Party prep

Watch your step.

Hosting a party will immediately give you an eagle eye on all things not perfect, like nicks in your black wall that you cover up with a Sharpie marker.

Sharpie finishing touches

No one will know the difference….

While I was busy coloring my wall, Teddy had his paws full pretending he was the Abominable Snowman atop my piano. He delicately tried to whip every single one of my sparkly deer with his tail.


Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum, I’ll knock you down ’til kingdom come.

Sorry. Not sorry.

Sorry. Not sorry.

After rescuing my deer from the grey lion, I set up the all important party piece.ย  The bar.

The most important element of any party.

Oh come all ye thirsty!

Fancy barware

No party is complete without fancy, plastic barware.

I feel like this could be me.

I feel like this could be me.

Ready and willing...

Ready, willing and able to party all night!

As soon as the guests arrived, we whipped out the all important Jell-O shots.

Jell-O time!

Christmas angels. Well, two of them are anyway.

While we were standing there, minding our own Jell-O shotting business, someone jumped in to photo bomb (this must be a hereditary trait, since I like to invite myself into everyone else’s pics all the time).

Bombed by my mom.

Bombed by my mom.

While it’s hard to believe I could be associated with anyone who has not slurped down a Jell-O shot (I mean for Christ’s sake, my 90-year-old Gma even partakes), I found myself in that very situation.ย  Of course we devirginized her quickly – so quickly in fact that she requested a second cup of the gelatin goodness before the first was down her hatch.


Yes, you’ll have another.

You’d think that pregnant gals would feel left out during all of the drinking shenanigans but not in my mini manse. Simply shove whipped cream down their throat, so they can be inebriated on sweetness.

Party for a preggo

Partying for three (she’s having twins!).

Pregnant ladies also know how to keep the ambiance of a gathering going strong by providing entertainment. Have you ever seen a belly play Chopsticks on a piano?

Entertainer of the year.

Entertainer(s) of the year.

When it’s time for guests to leave, I classily beg to keep some of the party snacks they brought (you know, so us party animals have something to snack on at 2am…or so I have lunch for the next week. Whatever).

No spoon zone.

No spoon zone.

As the wee hours of the morning greeted us, those of us awake held a photo shoot before getting the leftover snacks out (how all models at photo shoots roll).

Christmas cocktails call for fabulous friends!

I never want the fun to end.

But someone had to put their foot down and demand we all go to bed.

Host with the most.

Host with the most.

He can be such a party pooper!



35 thoughts on “Holly Jolly Drunk Girls

  1. LifeOfBun says:

    Yes, you’ll have another. Hehe! I was raised in a very generous family and always loved the warmth it brought to parties. “Of course you can drink more, of course you can eat more! Come on, don’t dissapoint me!”
    Your home has so much color it’s a walhalla… ^_^

  2. kellisamson says:

    I was there in spirit! Love that you had your mama there!

  3. Looks like you had so much fun!! I love your cat, adorable. xx


  4. Looks like quite a party. Why wasn’t I invited? ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. FreeUrCloset says:

    Ladies with cocktails?! Our kinda Christmas party..wish we were there.
    The only thing missing are the male strippers in nothing but their stockings ๐Ÿ˜‰

  6. Mitzie Mee says:

    What a party! I love that reindeer bucket! Your grandma must be the coolest grandma on earth:)

  7. markbialczak says:

    Now if we could only get Sharpie to put out a new line, called “room colors,” and sell them in the big box paint department, we’d all be in touch-up heaven. You do read this blog, right Sharpie creative? I will split all royalties with CBXB …

  8. Phil Lanoue says:

    Well that sure looks like a great time!
    You are so right in that one photo of the grey bear, he does not look at all sorry. In fact, I suspect he may even be a bit proud of himself.

    I never have to deal with attitudes like that here. Certainly not like this morning at 5am when someone felt compelled to walk across my head.

    • Sounds like you have your own Abominable Snowman on your hands…

      And the Bear still isn’t sorry. At all. I’m finding glitter in his fur from his play time with the deer while I’m away at work. He apparently loves sparkle as much as me…how is that possible?!

  9. You sure do know how to have fun my friend!!

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