Here's to a Beautiful 2008
Happy New Year to you, my faithful readers!
I hope your 2008 is filled with all the deliciousness
in the world. 
My Ugly Christmas Sweater is Uglier Than Urs
There's nothing not funny about ugly holiday
sweaters—especially the kind your Mom wears with a
straight face as if it's totally normal and cool.
Check out this design-your-own ugly
sweater site, and check out other people's
concoctions while you're at it. It's so fun— I
can't think of a better
Friday-before-Christmas-time-waster.
YBLAG's 'Vote or I'll Cry' Campaign
I'm in desperate
need of a new wallet, and I'm having trouble deciding
between these two.
Can you help me, please?
Hobo
Architectural Wallet, via Anthropologie
(left).
It's classic, practical and doubles as a wristlet.
OR
Kate Spade Pasadena Taryn Wallet, via
Neiman
Marcus (right).
It's perfectly compact and is as cute as a pair of
brand new Mary Janes.
Have You Met Brad?
Meet
Brad Floyd. He's my pal.
I just realized, after
all these months I've yet to introduce you to my pal
Brad.
Brad was my Christmas wish when I was six,
and ever since he has held court atop my pillow sham.
When I first adopted him, he was a football player—
but he now wears many hats.
As you can see, Brad is psyched and set for the
holidays.
He asked me to wish you a good one.
Oh Bother, Another Blustery Day!
These fierce northeast winds can only be
described with one word: blustery.
Hold on to your hats!
Above image
from Winnie the
Pooh and the Blustery Day, via
Disney.Go.com
I
love how Google-ing yourself/ everyone you know is
making big news just today. Um, hello! According to
this study, just about half of us have "ego-surfed."
(AP)
Not-so-good-luck-charm Jessica Simpson went to the
Dallas Cowboy game yesterday in a pink Tony Romo
jersey. Her dad kept shoving her face in front of the
camera. Creepy. Meanwhile, ex-hubby
Nick Lachey will shove his own face onto the
screen tonight on the premiere Clash of the
Choirs. (TV Guide)
Paul McCartney was caught smoking a joint at the Led
Zeppelin reunion show last week. The star-struck
employee who caught him exclaimed, "Don't worry,
you're a legend!" Dude, I'm sure he was worried.
(UK Mirror)
Will Smith's I Am Legend set a $76.5 million
record this weekend. (Entertainment Weekly)
Holy S! John Travolta isn't playing J.R. in
Dallas anymore! (Page Six)
Do Me a Favor, Go Scrooge Yourself
I'm over everyone and their mother Elf-ing their hearts out. It's
so last Christmas.
I think they should all Scrooge themselves instead.
Bah Humbug.
Life's a Laugh and Death's a Joke, It's True
I saw Spamalot
this weekend. I've been going to Broadway
my whole life, and I don't remember laughing this
hard at any show (like laugh-until-my-stomach-hurt
kind of laughter.) My favorite song was "Always
Look on the Bright Side," which tells us to shrug
off the things that make us cry because it's
probably not worth it. At all. Not one bit. Check
out the lyrics here,
and promise me you won't take today too seriously!
Britney totally drunk
dials K-Fed, and he totally wants no part of
it. Brit...darling? In my humble opinion, this is
officially rock bottom. Get it together in '08, girl.
Please. (Page Six)
More than one-third of kids ages 8-12 own a
cellphone. I'm trying to think who I would have
called/texted when I was eight. Santa? My Nana?
(Mediapost)
Miss Puerto Rico's pants are on fire. (Showbuzz/CBS News)
This is so yesterday, but did you hear about the 3G
iPhone that's (been long rumored to, now officially)
coming next year? So delic. (Macworld)
It's fun to see former American Idol
contestants' mug shots, even though I don't remember
this girl ever being on the show. (Was this
Fantasia's season? I think I may have been on
AI hiatus that year.) (The Smoking Gun)