Merry Christmas to You. And Me.

{It’s transparent — Happiness is an Edie Parker clutch}

Santa dropped by. My living room appears as though a damn Toys R Us store and  a Container Store wrapping paper department exploded in it. My kids keep wrestling over who gets to play with the Legos. Or Barbie doll. After shopping for 325 presents for loved ones and myself, my incoming credit card bill will most likely arrive in a Fed Ex box (fuck). I ate my weight in sugar cookies (double fuck). Ah, Christmas. Such a, er,  joy.

But let’s remain positive. Deep, collective breaths. Woosa.

In keeping with my stringent buy one gift for so-and-so, buy-two-gifts-for-me holiday policy, I procured a roomy Lucite Edie Parker clutch for moi. Unlike the micro-clutches of late, this bag holds more than just a driver’s license and is quite roomy. I mean, what is it with handbag designers these days? It’s as if asking to fit an iPhone, single lip gloss and credit card into a clutch is a tall order. Or a miracle. Anyhoo, I was torn between the personalized or shark versions, but went with the all-gold style, because in the words of the great Shahs of Sunset commercial teaser, “Understated is overrated.” God bless those Bravo television writers.

Yep, blame it on the peacocky Persian set or blame it on my recent trip to Dubai (the city of exuberance and gold toilets for chrissakes!) — I’m now unequivocally obsessed with anything metallic, gilded or glittery. But not gold toilets. That’s just excessively freaky. And bizarre.

But this clutch? It’s so the right stuff.

Which begs the question…what did you gift yourself this holiday season, kids?