Mine would involve snacks served on skulls. The other night I watched as stars were interviewed on their way to the Emmys. Back in the *day* (AKA pre-Tornado) I used to camp out on the couch and watch the entire red carpet event. I snarked about the dresses.  I mocked the hair-dos.  I devoured each and every interview with Giuliana. I blocked off my entire evening and hung with ... Continue Reading