A Letter to the Nutcracker Market
dear nutcracker market,
tbh i had heard of you for a few years and i was always like what even is this thing? my friends seem to go hang with you every year but pictures were never shared so i was skeptical. were you really THAT cool?? were you really worth all the hype???
i had a trip planned in august that ended up getting cancelled which meant i had 1 unplanned vacation day for the year LOL. naturally when my friends heard this an invitation to hang with you came up. flights were decent AND this meant i could pop in and see my brother and his wife since they live in houston too. in other words “the stars had aligned”.
my besties picked me up at the airport with a sign and a whole a** car charcuterie board packed and ready for me to devour… i am literally SO stinking blessed but i digress. we stopped at target to get some provisions in preparation for our time with you and basically bought all the veuve there was in the store #OOOPS. that night we talked about what we hoped we would get from you, what we would see, and made a game plan for the morning.
As we were in our uber on our way to see you the energy was TOP NOTCH. matching t-shirts and tote bags, howdy cups filled with bubbles and lots and lots of laughs. the anticipation was building for sure. i wouldnt say i was nervous but i definitely felt a bit unprepared as i truly didnt know what to expect. i also hadnt done a ton of research so i was kind of walking in blind which in hindsight was SOSOSOSO the right move.
walking up to your doors we had almost peed our pants already from some typical corking around #IYKYK. but thats when i realized just HOW many people were coming to see you… like where did all these people come from?!
we get inside and queue into the line. yes b**** you are so cool people get in line and BUY tickets to see you. like i am in houston… but am i actually going to see Beyoncé right now?!? We step inside and you quite honestly blow my damn mind. i wish i could have captured that exact moment when i realized what i had walked into. christmas spirit immediately moving through my veins, the smell of pecan pralines pouring out of the air vents, and hundreds if not thousands of girls with their ride or dies in matching shirts every where you looked. it was sensory overload and within minutes i was overstimulated but in the BEST way. this was so incredibly TEXAS and i had officially made it to you… the freaking nutcracker market.
Anddddd… im not gonna lie you proceeded to steal all the money i had LMFAO. like i wouldnt say you robbed me blind but i definitely didnt walk in thinking i would spend $500 at the FIRST booth LOLOLOL I won’t disclose exactly HOW much I spent on the off chance crab actually reads this so that will just be our little secret.
regardless… what was spent will come back and im lowkey obsessed with every single thing i bought. id like to think of this whole experience as supporting small businesses and supporting women in the arts. i mean you DO give back to the houston ballet so you are basically mother teresa and im happy i could help support you and your cause.
you made SUCH a big impression on me and my friends we have already decided seeing you will be a yearly tradition. discussions for next years matching outfits have already begun and i know know that starting a separate piggy bank just for you is a MUST.
until next year you sneaky devil.
XOXO mady
