While my chums are all in for Small Business Saturday, Black Friday, Cyber Monday and the rest of the holiday shopping scrums, we start with Not-So-Subtle-Hint Sunday.
Last weekend, we gathered at the stately manse of Gremolata and Feral Bunion (of the Newport Bunions) to suss out what our comrades coveted.
“Feral darling!” I cooed, “how are you?”
“Delighted to see you,” Feral said, “forgive the lackluster embrace. Had I sterling cufflinks in the shape of anchors with my initials, my hug would have more heft.”
“I understand completely,” said Tipsy van Keister. “Would you help me into the drawing room? I’m weak from a lack of Burberry cashmere.”
Speaking of making a list, the ensembles caught in this week’s red carpet stakeout made the naughty one.
Let me set the mood with this Early Christmas, and I’ll file my report:
LAPTOP: Carrie Underwood, please return your seat-front tray to its full upright position.
DI-WHY?: Apparently, Maren Morris can do a lot with six-pack rings. Nothing good, however.
PIPE DREAM: Taylor Hill, aka a dryer vent, out on the town.
ORDER UP: Zoe Kazan, actress and apparent waitress at a theme-park restaurant — one that features singing elves.
- 1 part dark creme de cacao
- 1 part Drambuie
- Combine ingredients in an old-fashioned glass.