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(A motto for New Year’s Eve, and always.)

Hook these tubes under your sofa to make it glow like a small-town crunkmobile on Saturday night.

On New Year’s Day, there will be 38 wine glasses in your sink.  Will you be prepared?

And my friend the hostess thoughtfully stuck these bright tables throughout her backyard, creating insta-conversation areas for her very thirsty guests.

So this might just be the klassiest object I’ve ever come across.  (And by klassy, I mean damn I wish I could use this.  If only I weren’t already well-endowed and, um, pregnant.)

Basically, the Winerack is a sports bra filled with wine, attached to a straw.  Fill ‘er up and head to the bar; I like the idea of dumping a liter of vodka in there, so you can top off all your friends’ drinks.  As if this weren’t awesome enough, the Winerack will increase your chest a few sizes–that is, until you drain your stash and deflate your newfound boobage.

Caviar?  Not necessarily a subject that most people know a lot about, present company included.  So for my neighbor’s New Year’s Eve party, I’m just having Balducci’s Paddlefish Roe overnighted.  (Sounds swank, right?  You can do this too:  the domestic caviar’s quite reasonably priced, and Balducci’s requires overnight shipping on all caviar purchases to ensure freshness.)  I’ll bring a bottle of $10 cava, a toasted, buttered baguette, and homemade crème fraîche, and still come in for under $100 clams.

Not including my outfit, of course.