Okay, so who got a gift card?

Me too!!! 

How long do you typically wait to use it?

Over the holidays I overheard my sister say "Mom, I still have that gift card you got me for my birthday".

Her birthday is in April.

That is either:

1) Incredible evidence of patience and willpower

or

2) She just forgot she had it, until we started talking about gift cards at Christmas

(my money is on #2 - this is the same sister who occasionally forgets to eat - FORGETS??? TO EAT???) 

I received (coincidentally enough) a gift card to DSW, from this same sister, for Christmas.

I just used it, last night (January 5).

And for ME, THAT was waiting.  I had been proudly swaggering around since December 26, smugly pointing out - to anyone who would listen - that I still had a Christmas gift card.  That I hadn't even used yet!

Okay, patience is not one of my strong suits.  

Is the photo of the shoes too big?

I didn't think so either. 

It looks like Sex & The City:

Four women, New York City, fantastically chic outfits, coffee shop meetings, 

It sounds like Sex & The City:

Plinky-plonky background music, and quick-paced dialogue, peppered with sassy quips.

But it is no Sex & The City. 

There are several child-characters, who have far too much dialogue for my liking. The two married-people storylines smack of warmed-over Melrose Place, and Melrose Place should really only be served hot.  And I watched the entire episode, without ever knowing what the characters' names were.  This may, or may not, be my own fault.  The Carrie-one, the Miranda-one, and the Charlotte-one were not appealing enough for me to care what was happening in their lives.  I usually love Lucy Liu, though, and will be patient until she grows into the role (she's the Carrie-one).

I think the reason I don't like them, is that, so far, they appear to be flawless, and invulnerable. 

I want the Carrie-wiping-out-on-the-catwalk.

I want the Miranda-getting-bombed-to-cope-with-her-uber-hot-date.

I want the Charlotte-yelling-about-wrapping-a-stapler-in-a-brown-paper-bag-and-smearing-poo-on-it-for-a-shower-gift.

Those are characters I love. 

I do enjoy the Samantha-one, though.  Bonnie Sommerville is great.  Every other character I've seen her play has been a Pollyanna-ish, squeaky-clean, pink-cardigan-wearing Junior-Leaguer (no offense to Pollyanna, squeaky-clean people, people who wear pink cardigans, or Junior Leagers).  She's edgier in this; kind of goofy, and funny to watch.

Cashmere Mafia hasn't been whacked yet, so I will probably watch it, if it sneaks up on me while I'm trying to pretend I'm keeping up with the election coverage. 

Sunday night, I should have been watching the Golden Globes Fashion Extravaganza, but I wasn't.  Due to the integrity of producers supporting the writers on strike, or whatever blah blah, it wasn't on. 

To stave off the fashion-cravings, I have created my own personal ideal red carpet procession.  This comes complete with my recommendations for who should be wearing what, naturally prefaced with the name of the designer, so you aren't all yelling out "WHO IS SHE WEARING?": 

And Ryan Seacrest was too sick to attend.  Sad!  Kind of.

I think the actors were almost more excited to play dress-up, than I was to see them play dress-up.  Nearly everyone knew "who they were wearing", save a very shy, humble, unpretentious Ellen Page, who did not know the designer of her shoes.  I was reaching toward the television, in order to help her take off one shoe, and look inside.  The name is always right there!

But apparently, for some of the attendees, the SAG awards are really about honoring acting.  Not shoes.  Pfft.  One day I will create my own awards show, and it will be dedicated to the gowns and shoes.

Until then...

Debra Messing & Christina Applegate wearing Oscar de la Renta, and Elie Saab respectively.  Both look fantastic, but I want that de la Renta for my dress-up chest.

 Eva Longoria showed up in Nanem Kahn, claiming she hadn't worked out in 3 months...

so I am going to take that as advice.  I am going to stop working out, and I expect to look exactly like this in 3 months.

Ellen Pompeo occasionally looks like she could use a sandwich or two, but I think the writer's strike is working in her favor.  She looks fantastic in Nina Ricci, and, for once, is not being upstaged by her collarbone.

I think my favorite thing was listening to Debbie Matenopoulos completely butcher celebrities' identities.  While interviewing Jenna Fischer, from "The Office", she said "Julie, tell me something...".  Jenna, Julie, potato, potahto.

And after chatting with a few of the stars of "Hairspray", she barked out "Oh, okay!  Brad and Angela just got here!"

Yeah.  I can see how you'd get that name wrong.  I mean, it's not like they are in the tabloids every week...and Debbie is the host of an entertainment show on E!   Oh well - I think Angela is definitely pregnant.

And whatever her name, she is definitely wearing Christian Louboutin platforms with her maternity gown.