I love everything about Christmas, the smell of evergreen, the flickering trees and poinsettias. It’s the only time of year when it’s perfectly acceptable to eat a dozen of sugar cookies without feeling guilty. So here we are at Christmastime, Mariah Carey’s Merry Christmas is playing nonstop and I’ve lost count of my cookie intake. Hopefully, I can maintain this upbeat mood; it definitely depends entirely on literary magazine editors withholding rejection letters until the new year, I mean it is the holidays. Acceptance letters are always welcome. My short story may need a Christmas miracle, the plot is a bit bleak (my friend says it would bring D.H. Lawrence to tears), but I believe in it – more than anything I’ve written so far.
I promise to return in January with new posts. Until then I have last minute holiday gift ideas.
Fictions Eau De Parfum at Anthropologie. There are three fragrances: London, Paris and L.A. http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/product/shopgifts-beauty/36346435.jsp#/
My love for Le Labo knows no bounds. I’ve chosen hotels because they stock Le Labo. Their manifesto won me over: “We believe it is more humane to test cosmetics on New Yorkers than on animals. We believe celebrities should pay full price.” Those two sentences are reason enough to give them a try. https://lelabofragrances.com/us_en
My taste in music has come into question. I once told a friend that I loved Coldplay and she remained silent; however, no one can question Bob Dylan’s music, which transcends every generation. I’m currently saving up for the collector’s edition. Bob Dylan’s “The Cutting Edge 1965-1966: The Bootleg Series Vol. 12.” http://cuttingedge.bobdylan.com
M Train by Patti Smith. This woman fascinates me. Hearing Smith narrate her experience in the Village is captivating. So as I continue to count the months, days and hours until Just Kids is a Showtime mini-series, I’ll be reading M Train. http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/m-train-patti-smith/1121044449