Merry Chrismoss!

So the breaking news here isn't Kate Moss' fresh eye-grazing fringe. (But honestly, her hot bangs could be the news, if only because every tween and lesser starlet will soon be scrambling to the salon for a chop. Kate is the sexy after all.)

What I really want to talk about is her shiny new holiday collection for Topshop. The minidresses, sheer tops, and waistcoasts hit stores and the web Thursday. Not every piece is a grand style slam (A sequined kerchief? Really?), but the best looks scream party, preferably with fake snow, glittery disco ball, and plenty of eggnog.

Behold! My favorite dress:

[Oooh-la-la!]

I'd have to try it on to truly commit to this glitzy thigh-grazing number. Sigh &mdash unless I wing it to New York or London, learn karate and other self-defense mechanisms, and stand in line for 19 hours, I probably won't ever see this winter wonderland fantasy come true. But, if the nice people at Topshop happen to read this blog and want to send me a sample, I promise to get myself invited to no less than 10 parties this December so I can show it off. Just a thought.

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