SO YOU DIDN'T BUY YOUR XMAS GIFTS YET...

So you have six days until Christmas (and one till Hanukkah!) and you have acted like a super slacker and haven't bought one goddamned gift.  We'd like to be smug and look down on you, but we didn't fare much better this year with our shopping.

Don't worry, you're not going to have to run to the Atlantic Center in a last ditch effort to save Christmas.  Head over to the FIPS Deals page and check out all of the discounts from local merchants that are ripe for the taking.  

FIP$ DEAL OF THE WEEK

Hey, remember when we launched FIPS Deals back in May?  Lucky you, when a new FIPS Deal comes on the market, we're going to highlight it here so you'll know exactly what you can save money on next.  Like what you see?  Head over to our Deals page to see what else we've got up in here.     

So you won't go into your closet because you're afraid of everything that will inevitably crash down on you when you open the door.  We'll tell you like a friend would: that's no way to live. You live in a tiny Brooklyn apartment, and you should be utilizing your space properly.  Check out Emagine Simplicity, a full-service company dedicated to helping you get organized.  From general de-cluttering of your messy closet to a hard-core hauling out of your home office (fun fact: you don't need those sales receipts from 1997), Emagine will get you on track to a more organized life.        

Mention FIPS when you book an appointment with Emagine Simplicity for a two-hour session for $160 (that's an over 30% discount).  Visit emaginesimplicity.com for more information, or to book your session now.

FIPS HOLIDAY GIFT GUIDE DAY 10: DOG OBSESSIVES

Every day this week, Amanda, FIPS writer and creator the douchey gift blog You're Welcome will be providing you with gift suggestions that you can buy right here in Park Slope.  Today's edition is for the dog-obssessive in your life.

Consider, for a second, the pet owner.  People who own cats are fairly indifferent to them, only because the cats could, in turn, give a fuck less about them.  But dog owners?  Watch out.  Every dog owner is at least vaguely obsessed with their dog, but this particular breed of dog owner is batshit CRAZY obssessed.  She truly considers her dog her child, dressing him up in stupid outfits and planning elaborate birthday parties for him, generally acting like a psychopath.  All Dogs Go to Heaven and Homeward Bound are her favorite movies, and she's very quick to tell you that Barry Manilow's "Mandy" is about his dog. 

You've found yourself thinking, "If I have to hear one more thing about this goddamned dog, I'm gonna choke this bitch with her Extend-A-Leash," but try to reign it in.  Ain't nothing wrong with a little puppy love, right Donny Osmond?    

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FIPS HOLIDAY GIFT GUIDE DAY 9: CO-WORKERS

Every day for the next week, Amanda, FIPS writer and creator the douchey gift blog You're Welcome will be providing you with gift suggestions that you can buy right here in Park Slope.  Today's edition is for the co-worker you hate but have to pretend to like.

Douchey co-workers.  We all have them.  They’re constantly talking, and whether or not you’re actually listening (you’ve got your headphones on, dammit!), it doesn’t matter to them.  When they’re not guilting you into coming out after work for happy hour, they’re dragging you into the bathroom to tell you some benign bit of gossip that you don’t care about.  So what do you get for someone who you really just want to go away?  Office politics dictate that you have to get them something, so here’s some stuff that will get you off the hook and get them off your back (at least for five goddamned minutes).

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FIPS HOLIDAY GIFT GUIDE DAY 8: DRUNKS

Every day for the next week, Amanda, FIPS writer and creator the douchey gift blog You're Welcome, will be providing you with gift suggestions that you can buy right here in Park Slope.  Today's edition is for the drunks you can't wrestle off a barstool on a Friday night or a Monday afternoon.

You can't remember the last time you saw her sober.  In fact, you can't remember ANY time you saw her sober.  She is your drunk friend.  You can't bring her to a work event because she'll trip and fall right into the arms of your boss, or she'll sleep with that guy in the Finance Department.  BUT, she is GREAT on a particular kind of Saturday night.  The kind of Saturday night where the goal is to black out and wake up in your underwear on your kitchen floor.  Help keep your drunken partner in crime well-lubricated (that's what she said) this holiday season, when we're around our families and need all of the booze we can get. 

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