From Myglass to Yourglass

I love how this hourglass hair mirrors a woman’s curves.

(Umm—let’s hope that this model has curves instead of right angles.)

In any case, ourglass (the royal “our,” natch) is filled with Champagne ce soir.

Happy Holidays, and here’s a wish that ourglass is always at least half full with glad tidings of your (our!) choice.

But keep it fresh, please. We definitely don’t want sourglass.