The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for my blog. Yes, I’ve been busy writing and thankfully you’ve been reading!! Here’s a fun metaphor they created to help visualize my digital visitors:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 8,600 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 3 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
Notice how everyone is populating their news feeds with Year in Review Best Moments? All those Instagram and Statigram slideshows caused me to reflect on my own photo shoots over this past year. Looking back, I can only admit, I certainly had fun! Seriously, dress-up is the best, right? So, as my final salute to the fading year, I offer you highlights from my seasonally inspired fashion in this year end post.
Growing up in a Catholic household, Christmas was heralded with much anticipation. An evergreen tree was carried into our living room and brightly adorned, Advent candles were ceremoniously lit, festive parties filled the calendar, stockings were hung on Christmas Eve, and there was always a visit to Santa Claus. Others might have donned him Saint Nicholas, Father Christmas or Kris Kringle, but no matter we all slept assured of his Christmas Eve arrival bearing all the gifts we dared wish for. No matter what upheavals life might have in store, Santa was a given; on the backbone of that one universal truth, a childhood imagination solidly rested. Through one’s belief in Santa Claus, anything was possible. You could become an astronaut or a ballerina. Certainly you would find happiness.
Nine Cent Girl 