I've been tagged. Thanks a lot.

Ok, let me get this straight. I'm only doing this because I'm a nice girl (of course I am! I you are going to doubt me in the comments section, you better have a very good reason). I'm not really into being tagged. But because Chris is mean, he tagged me with a stupid Christmas tag. And, as I said, because I'm nice, I'm complying.

Anyway. The rules are apparently to name three things I got for Christmas and then three things I didn't get for Christmas. Ok. Sounds exciting. I'm sure you cannot wait! Tension is rising! Ready? Sitting down?

I got:

1. A pair of red boots (from my best friend Paula. She is such a legend. I have wanted red boots for ages and have no idea how I have survived before without them. I think basically I need a pair of boots in most colours, a pair of sandals in most colours, high heels and open toed heels in most colours. Just as basics I mean. And then on top of that your sneakers, your little extras like a pair of cowboy boots, hiking boots, havaiannas and crap like that. Ok, ok, so I'm a little bit obsessed with shoes, so what? And you're like perfect or what? Give me a break.)

2. A book (whooo-hooo. Now that's waaaay out there, isn't it. But to tell you the truth, I love books so much that it is one of the only things that I can never have enough of. Apart from shoes I guess. And belts. I'm a lot worse with belts than with shoes actually. But anyway- I love books and one day I will have a huge house with a huge library. You know one of those where you need a ladder to get to the top shelfs. You mark my words.)

3. A painting (which my mum painted for me. I thought that was very bloody legendary. I mean, how cool is that? My mum painted a picture of Zurich and sent it all the way over to Australia. My mum is waaaay cool.)

Now three things I did not get (and did not want) for Christmas:

1. A ticket to see the cricket (because cricket is so boring. I cannot think of anything more boring. I'd rather watch grass grow. Ok... that's not my joke. But I like it.)

2. A box of mint chocolates (I know everyone is going to scream in shock about this one, as all you freaks out there seem to like mint chocolate. But I'm from Switzerland and in Switzerland we don't mess with our chocolate and put shit like mint in it. We have it straight and the way it's meant to be. Mint is ok if it's the fresh herb. Mint paste is only ok in toothpaste. Anywhere else, no. And especially nowhere near chocolate. That should be illegal.)

3. Skinny leg jeans (because I know what I look good in and skinny leg jeans are not on that list. And they should not be on the list of 95% of other women either. If you're not borderline annorexic and are trying to make yourself look fatter, don't wear them. And if you have a penis, don't wear them full stop.)

Now, because he's only a little bit but not completely mean, Chris spared me from having to tag other people. Thank God. Because Christmas is soooo, like, last month.