(Based on "Santa's Naughty List" from the holiday album Utopian Light) Every holiday season, there’s that one person who shows up to the party like it’s their runway: and let’s be real, it’s probably me (lol). No apology, no filter, just full-blown sparkle, mischief, and the kind of energy that makes gingerbread cookies blush. Just think if you had lipstick smudged like war paint, eyes that twinkle like a disco ball, and boots made for stomping through every  outdated traditi

This Christmas, we’re not dragging old identities into new frequencies like some retro mall Santa still wearing last decade’s beard. No shade to nostalgia, but the past called, and it’s fine staying archived in your IG highlights. You’ve upgraded. The version of you who stayed quiet to “keep the peace,” who wore metaphorical beige to blend in, who RSVP’d to traditions that didn’t even fit? Yeah, they’ve left the group chat. And thank snow-glittered heaven for that. This seaso