Gold Rush

By Cheryl Katz

No matter how practical I try to be 11 months of the year, come December I yearn for excess. In that spirit, I’ve decided that this year’s gifts need only to delight the recipient’s senses. To functionally and usefulness I say, “Bah Humbug.”

Instead, a yard of cloth, not meant to enhance a dress or cover a pillow, but merely to be admired for it’s intricacies, a crystal orb, the smallest bottle of an extravagant fragrance, a very expensive tin of cookies or, better yet, since we’re talking excess, something very, very gold.

Perhaps a visit to the Neue Galerie to see Klimt’s portrait of Adele Bloch Bauer?

Photo courtesy of Neue Galerie

Or a meal at the recently remodeled Argentinean Anahi Restaurant in Paris, where, in a nod to the former charcuterie, there’s an array of gilded “meats.”

Photo courtesy of Yatzer and Anahi

The Arches ring by Lina Noel – or a limited edition anything – from whispereditions.com

Photo courtesy of Whisper Editions

But, as is my wont, I’ve gotten a bit carried away here, consider a gold- dipped light bulb that casts a warm glow, a shiny coffee scoop pretty enough to display, or the brightest, most glamorous market basket around.

Photo courtesy of Anthropologie

Photo courtesy of Alder and Co.

Photo courtesy of Anya Hindmarch

No matter what you choose, wrap it up with lots of gold ribbon and give with much love.

Photo courtesy of Angela Liguori, Studio Carta