Happy Holidays

This might come as a shock to you folks out there, but witches love Christmas. And for the same reason that most non-magical people do. You got it … the presents. But with us, getting gifts takes on a very special meaning.

Look at it from our point of view. As witches, we can pretty much have anything we want, right? I mean, if I want a new dress, I just have to go down to the boutique … or the hardware store … or hell, just step out the front door and find me someone to turn into one. Simple as that. So, if I want it, I can get it.

But here’s the thing. Witches specialize. We all have our thing. Mine, obviously, is fashion. It’s what I’m good at. It’s my thing. I mean, sure, I can do other spells. I’m just not as good at them as I am with clothing. So, while I can turn even the grungiest trucker into the latest Ralph Lauren without a hitch, if I try to turn someone into something as simple as, say, a coffee mug, the results just wouldn’t be as … impressive.

So, getting presents from your friends with different skills is something to look forward to. And we always save our best ideas for Christmas. I, of course, give the latest in fashion to my friends. All Ms. Magnolia originals, too. No knockoff designs for my buds, no sir. And in return, I always get their best efforts as well.

Like my friend Bobbi, who runs a furniture store in Charlotte. She gave me a beautiful oak wood coat rack. According to her, it used to be a busty salesperson in her store that just couldn’t seem to sale anything. “If she can’t use her rack,” Bobbi told me, “then she can just be one instead.”

My gift from Anna, an interior decorator that lives in Nashville, was a lovely set of throw pillows for my couch that she made from a pair of twins that were getting on her nerves.

And Circe sent me the cutest little goldfish, which I immediately turned into a solid gold broach. Believe me, she’s better off this way. I’m terrible with pets. Just ask the catgirl she sent me last year.

But the biggest surprise came from my apprentice, who took the time to craft her first true clothing transformation spell. She spent hours getting the spell just right. Though, in hindsight, she probably should have spent at least a little of that time working on her aim. Maybe then, she would have hit the cute little delivery girl at the door, and not the full length mirror next to it.

Still, looking at the silver lamé gown Ez turned herself into, I have to admit that she did a great job on the spell. And her mistake isn’t a total loss either. It’ll give her a chance to practice releasing herself from her own spells … once I remove the spell lock I put on her, that is.
Hey, is it my fault that she turned herself into the perfect outfit for me to wear to Circe’s New Year’s Eve party this weekend?