I have no trouble admitting that as a child, I was murderously jealous of all the kids in my class who got to celebrate Christmas.  Sure, we had Hanukkah, but eight days of books and sweaters as presents is difficult to digest as a young child. And although I learned to value my own unique cultural traditions (plus, my parents got us a Nintendo 64 in 8th grade), some of that old, lonely feeling bubbles up when I realize that ¾ of my friends will be scattered across the map this week, gathered in celebration of the day when, if my knowledge of Christianity is correct, Santa Claus gave Jesus a Nintendo 64 of His very own. More»

This past Saturday, the isle of Manhattan looked more like an isle of misfit toys. Intoxicated, degenerate, occasionally aggressive misfit toys.  'Twas Santa-Con 2011, the annual holiday gathering of Santa Clauses (Santa Clausii?)- the only day where you can dress as a ninja turtle dove and get groped by someone in a child's Rudolph the Reindeer costume.  Ahh, the holidays.
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You don't need to be reminded the holidays are fast approaching, but I'll bet there are some of you out there who haven't exactly finished all of your shopping yet. There's no denying shopping for loved ones we're closest to can be a serious challenge, but fear not—we gotchu covered on gifts for the special man in your life (for all eight nights of Hanukkah!). More»

It's getting cold everywhere, even here in Los Angeles, forcing some of our colleagues to flee for warmer, sweatier, more humid places, like the basement of any bar in Manhattan. Luckily, there's a simpler solution for this strange, uncomfortable feeling of being cold that we're waking up to lately. LA residents, it may be time to cover our bare forearms. But don't stress out, hipsters, you can do it in your own ironic way! More»

The best thing about L.A. is our ability to use the resources available to us. For example, if you already run a weird dinner club known for trapeze-swinging burlesque dancers and creepy ancient Rome-style "midget shows", and then Seth MacFarlane asks you if he can throw a Family Guy/Christmas/Star Wars themed party there, you don't blink. Nope, you just slap some Santa-hat Stormtrooper gear on the dancing girls, get Night Vision Entertainment on board, throw the midget in a Darth Vader getup, hire DJ Vice and Rick Rude, and take it from there. More»

You put down enough turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie to send Wilford Brimley into a diabetic coma. Then you housed leftovers and drank all night, and by the time today rolled around, you're heifer status.  Because we live in a gorgeous, sunny wonderland (Hi, Chiara!), hiding your flab behind gigantic sweaters until sometime in May is not an option. But have you seen how much it costs to join LA Sports Club? Solution: the $10 dance party, courtesy of Check Yo Ponytail 2 at the Echoplex. More»

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So they may have substituted bubbles for snowflakes this unseasonably warm November, but there's no doubt Christmas was in the air on Fifth Ave last night, as Saks unveiled their 2010 Holiday Windows. More»