So I’m pretty new to NYC. Like, I-don’t-move-in-to-my-apartment-until-December new. And like anyone new to the city, I’m pretty excited to see it all dressed up for the holidays. Images of “Home Alone 2” and “Miracle on 34th Street” (old and not as old) march through my brain like the Macy’s

I’m on the left! I have great hair. Unfortunately, it took me losing all of it to a particularly gnarly bout of cancer to really appreciate it. (Don’t worry; this isn’t going to be some faux-inspirational survival story where I pat myself on the back for making it through chemo