After a Fashion
Christmas and New Year's (recently) past with Your Style Avatar
HASHING OVER THE HOLIDAYS
Christmas was a little bit of magic: the glittering lights, shiny packages, and love of my family surrounding me. We did our big celebration on Christmas Eve, along with my dear friend Seabrook Jones, starting with dinner at Hoover's Cooking. Afterward, in front of the fireplace at home, we opened gifts. I received many thoughtful and lovely things – the new book on Dior from my sister Margaret, a gift card from my brother Scott and my nephew Max offering their services to help me get some things done around the house, and a beautiful mirror with an elaborate gold frame from my mother (perfect for my Versailles via Goodwill bedroom). But my favorite gifts? Well, there are three of them, actually. First, there's the faux-gold-plated vintage-style handset that plugs into my phone. I didn't understand it until I realized I could carry the handset in the pocket of my fur coat and whip it out every time the phone rang. My sister had seen a photo of Goop-y Gwyneth Paltrow using the handset while yammering away about how it keeps the radiation away from your brain. Seizing on the tackiness of Ms. Paltrow and her handset, Margaret knew I had to have it. And now I do. Then there's the royal-blue Coz-e. Remember the Snuggies of Christmas past? The "blanket with sleeves"? The Coz-e is a new, improved Snuggie: the same cheesy fabric, but long enough to stretch your legs out and cover them. And it's electric, so it plugs in and has three settings to keep you warm. Not toasty warm (the wires are too far apart) but warmer than a regular throw. Our dogs love it. Plug it in, and they'll pile onto it like it there's no tomorrow. My favorite way to wear it is like a bathrobe, opening down the front, because I know there's no one else out there with an electric bathrobe with a sweep train in back. Now I wish I had a long enough extension cord so I could wear it to Walmart. But what have I used most? The heavy fleece pajama pants and robe in Black Watch plaid that my mom gave me. I live in them now. I practically shower in them so I don't have to take them off. Ah, the comfort of pure polyester.
Speaking of dogs, on New Year's Eve, my mom and I took our two younger ones, Tavish and McCoy, for free microchipping at the new Austin Animal Center on the Eastside. We got there before it started, but there was a long line of people, some with multiple dogs. The center was able to process about 40 dogs an hour, but since it was a beautiful, warm day, we just settled in for the duration. We saw every kind of dog there: the sad little mutts and the regal purebreds, tiny puppies and tired old dogs, the pets of the homeless and the pets of the privileged were all there. Including travel time, it took about 3½ hours to stand in line to get our dogs chipped and get home. Aside from the officiousness of one helper, the staff and volunteers were truly wonderful. We had gone on the second day of the free chipping, and by the end of that day, the folks at the center had dealt with hundreds of dogs, all safely microchipped now. It's a great way to start the new year. Maybe I should get microchipped in case I get lost or run away.
THE END OF 2011
At the last minute, I did indeed attend a New Year's Eve party with Jacki Oh and a handful of friends, and I was glad that I did. I loathe NYE parties in general. They're usually too crowded, and I hate swarms of drunken people. But this party was just right. The guest list consisted of only 150 people – young, stylish, artsy types who were generally well-dressed and well-behaved. Perfect. The party was held at Austin-based Same Sky Productions' (www.same-sky.com) 7,500-square-foot studio, which boasts one of the best views of the city from the fourth floor terrace, from which the lighted NYE ball was raised over the city.