This is the greatest gift of all! For me! Take the excitement of a Macy’s Day Parade, and multiply it a million fold, and that’s the thrill of getting to see her repeatedly the day after Thanksgiving! If I were a five-year-old – at her favorite store! –  blinded by the lights and commotion, and the parent asks “Do you see anything you like?” I would in wide-eyed amazement point past all the toys, and past the camera and the lights, and right toward the breathtaking woman with the mike! She’s brighter than even the brightest of all in the store! And that takes some doing! When everything is made to be so big! Toys and glitz and crowds, and she surpasses it all! Everything!! Her style! You adore it! She loves zippers and hoodies and hoop earrings. Ah! Whatever it is she does, whatever the situation calls for, she has this adept appreciation for design. She has this unfailing aesthetic eye. If you knew her, you’d want her to pick out everything you buy. And speaking of her eyes! Set against her alabaster skin, her sweater forming a v-shaped pool of smoothness, you can’t help but notice her silky creamy velvety amazingness! It’s everything! All about her! There’s a flawlessness to her! If you were to find a flaw, well then it’s simply supposed to be there! So it wouldn’t be a flaw at all! And there’s none. She is immaculate!! You don’t even know where to begin! You could take every parade and sporting event – every concert from Beyonce to McCartney – and this is by far the favorite event of all. There’s not even any competition! All-day coverage of her! That would be must-see television! She is an angel when she smiles. And a divine work of art when she doesn’t. Something only a da Vinci could imagine. The rest of us need to see her to believe it! Her smile that warms the world. There is nobody else like her. Thank goodness there’s one! She’s all the stuff dreams are made of. Of all the things that shine, of all the lights and distractions, she is the gift. She’s always the one. Her soft red – more dramatic and far more comely than the sea of red carts behind her, the way it cascades, and you sigh, the way it rests just ever-so-slightly touching above one eye. Her magical redemptive eyes! There’s heaven inside. That bliss that happens when she smiles, she burns her image on your set. And that’s simply how it’s supposed to be! It makes for a better tv. There’s an angel at a Target. And when not beaming from the clouds, she’s somewhere in New Jersey. And the feeling you get, when beamed for all the world to see, well, you beam inside, she’s *so* far beyond any Thanksgiving parade could ever be! She does it all! So simply. So magically. She’s stunning and becoming. She lights your heart inside. She gifts you with her smile. And you remember – you’re in touch with – all that’s lovely in the world. A million things for sale, and yet she is the gift. No matter where she travels. She is always and forever, and by far and by miles, the world’s most beautiful girl. ❤️