Blue Velvet Sectional

Yes, I say both. Here's the thing- Hanukkah ended about a week ago.  Today's the winter solstice, which, if you're Wiccan or Pagan, is your thing.  Christmas will be followed by Boxing Day in Canada, the UK,  and most of the Commonwealth.  (It's a bullshit holiday supposedly derived from when servants were given presents from their employers.  Now, it's basically our Black Friday shopping bonanza). Then, the New Year is rung in.  So that's several holidays, and since I hope they're happy ones for everyone, I sometimes say Happy Holidays .  I live in a big, multicultural city, and I like to include everyone.  So sue me. Happy Holidays does not mean "Go suck an egg, Christians!" .  You do not lose your right to celebrate Christmas if someone greets you in an inclusive way.  I don't know why people get bent out of shape about the phrase Happy Holidays . It feels like looking for a reason to be pissed off, and why anyone chooses to approac

A few years ago, I met Lucie, a lovely French girl, who was working in Toronto for the summer. Walking through The Bay makeup department, she asked me, in her thick, gorgeous accent " Do zey carry Jah?" "Um, pardon me?" "My favoureet makeup is Jah; do zey sell here?" I felt stupid, and looked at her confused. "Chreestian Jah?" she said, looking at me like I was a hillbilly peasant. Then it clicked!   "Ooooh, Christian Dee-or! Yeah, we have that!" I said, and hauled her over to the Dior counter so she could out-pronounce the sales staff too. I maybe don't pronounce it so Frawnch , but damned if I am not in love with Dior.  God knows, this isn't the sort of blog that shills for anything, and I buy my own makeup.  Still, I need to shout out about the greatness of Dior eyeshadow. I love palettes, since I hate lugging tons of makeup on trips.  The two pictured above are quite amazing.  The one on the right, I got at the