The title of this post is dedicated to my 12 year old girl pal, Lily, with whom I saw the movie "Despicable Me", which means she's one of the few people that will get the reference. The fluffy thing on my wrist is not attached to my sleeve, it is part of a set of faux fur cuffs that I purchased last week at From Mars. Did I need them? Of course not. As any fan of eye-catching accessories knows, that is not the point. Did I want them? Yes, in the most irrational and giddy way, and the mere sight of them on my dresser makes me oddly happy. I've been wearing them to work, where people ask if they can touch them; it's sort of like having fluffy kittens tied around your wrist (not that I have ever done, or would advocate such a thing). In the bitterly cold depths of winter, I'll seize upon anything that is inexpensive and legal (a girl has to have some standards) that will lift my spirits, and also, it seems, those of my co-workers and friends.