I now see October as PINK. I envision rows of white cupcakes with pink butter cream icing. After all, I was diagnosed October 4th. For me, October 4th has become my second birthday and I celebrate that day every year.
With only two EP's to his name, emerging recording artist and songwriter, Alex Jacke's soothing vocals, enticing lyrics, charm and rapidly growing fan base are enough to give R&B veteran, Trey Songz and newcomer, Travis Garland a run for their money.
Now that we're all shopped out (even me), have returned the mistakes and planned for future purchases, it's time to take a look back on the best of New York City retail this year, and a couple of wishes for the future.
What do Victoria's Secret sales associates have in common with the Ford factory workers? More than meets Christmas shoppers' eyes when they survey the scantily clad mannequins in the Michigan Ave. shop window.
My wife and kids have been at me to make a Christmas list, so I sat down with an accumulated stack of Christmas catalogues. I was unable to find anything I want, but I did produce a list of things I definitely do not want for Christmas.
Why does this beautiful, nostalgic (OK, maybe phoney nostalgic, but even phony nostalgia has its place) time that reaches back somehow into the childhood of every man, woman, dog, and cat, have to be about shopping mania?