Boy, do I like nice things. One of the best things about being back in LA is the ease with which I'm able to hit up Barneys promptly the day after Christmas. There was an unique liveliness to everything out there today, even if the weather was less than perfect.
There is something that I can't seem to get away from no matter where I turn or what I do. I would like to pick up something without seeing those words. I would like to browse everyday things and peruse text without it jumping out at me, catching my eye, or glimpsing it slightly. I'd almost like to forget that I know it, which is an incredible concept for me since I am a staunch keeper of memories. Today was almost the last straw, as I saw the words again and let my hands drop the item with a heavy thud.
Christmas was entirely a family event, even if I had to celebrate in two different places. Peter, Vicky, and I played Mario Party or some nonsense like that. I thought it was quite nice that at every dueling opportunity Peter's Luigi would try to ground-pound or smash Vicky's Toadette in some way. That's how you know a boy likes a girl.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 7:29 PM
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