We all have grand visions of ourselves decked out in Instagrammable velvet and sequins on Christmas day, when in reality we just need a pair of elasticated slacks and wipe-clean surfaces for 48 hours.
So reach a compromise this year (and simultaneously appease your grandmother who hates you wearing pyjamas at the table) and wear a Christmas dress that perfectly conceals your food baby.
Not to mention has all the room to hide the Quality Street.