Finals...

The only thing getting me through the next week of endless tests, papers, stress, and sleepless nights is the Tory Burch sample sale that I'll be attending less than 12 hours into my one-month return to the concrete jungle where dreams are made of. And perhaps this video, too. It's an oldie but goodie that pretty much sums up the magic of knowing a true Brooklynite around Christmastime.