The tree is under control, now all that's left to decorate is myself. It used to be enough to observe the holiday privately, with drapes drawn to spare the neighbors our annual frenzy of giving and getting. But now the pressure is on to make some kind of Christmas gesture to every Tom, Dick and Harry who happens along. Take the jolly receptionist in our dentist's office, who started showing up Dec. 1 dressed as a living gift to all humankind, with a huge red bow on the top of her head, ornamental-ball earrings and a scrub shirt in an eye-catching...
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