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I think everyone in New York is just not in the mood this year. The Christmas decorations in the East Village were nothing this year. Seriously, nothing. I did, however, pass by this pretty, sparkly dress. Which I cannot possess.
In other news, I’m supposed to go caroling for a good cause at 4pm in Brooklyn today, and I wake up to the television news saying flood watch and high wind advisory beginning at 4pm. I go to my computer and there’s email from the girl coordinating this which says, among other things, “If it’s a torrential downpour — meet me at Pete’s at 6 & we’ll just do a few carols for the bar and have pulled pork & beer. Not bad for a Sunday!” (It won’t affect the money we will raise.) Don’t you love her now?
Caroling at Liz & Jim’s last night was fun as usual! Thank you, Liz and Jim. Thank you for accompanying me so I could sing from The Messiah. Man. Now I feel like doing the whole thing. It’s probably way too late to find one in the city … looking … yeah, December 23rd is way too late, alas.
I need to say more things so the text reaches the bottom of the photograph on the left, otherwise the whole thing lines up funny. The rest of this post will be kinda filler-y: Stacy London is charming on Fashionably Late and their make-overs are fabulous. It sucks that The 4400 is cancelled. Space heaters are like comfort-appliances.
