Dear Santa, There was a time, many eons ago, when I worked a Dallas DVD release party press junket at Southfork Ranch. Lucy wore my burnt orange poncho on Entertainment Tonight because her own poncho looked wrinkled on camera. JR handed out money to “all the pretty girls,” and I did everything under the sun to control my googly eyes when Bobby entered the room. Santa, all I want for
Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is for this picture to come true. Love, Lincee
Let the record show that I love this time of year. I take great joy in hauling out the holly each December, proudly displaying my impressive nutcracker collection and keeping Starbucks in business by purchasing one white hot chocolate a day. I have more Christmas music on my iTunes that I care to admit and will sprint to stand under any mistletoe that hangs within a mile radius of where
