When times get tough, the tough get fancy. Or something like that. Seriously though, a handle on a cupcake is pretty seriously fancy. I don't think I could maintain that level of fancy for long. I'd end up with a frosting mustache or something.
Now that Santa's work is done, he's heading back to the North Pole to sip some peppermint schnapps and take his boots off by the fire. Maybe the reindeer will get some extra carrots and the elves will get a week at a spa. But before you know it, work starts up again. Gotta get that naughty and nice list going.