Some day there may be 'the fall of the mall' or the 'collapse of Walmart', but until then - most of us probably won't be receiving incredibly unique gifts for Christmas. Like having an artist come into our bathroom to paint our soak, our parts, our privacy. (Corine introduced me to Gretchen.) Or how about a sleigh-ride with friends with hot chocolate and fresh (real) whipped cream? Another thoughtful present? One full day of organizing a loved one's bedroom closet or half-day of washing floors and polishing silver. We could offer amateur manicures and facials and foot massages. I'd love to see more gifts of service, for service to many leads to riches. Instead, suffer with mass-produced, chemical-laden cosmetic palettes made and packaged in Asia or jewelry tied together in factories far, far away. Where oh where is that artist who will paint my watery soapy, scented ritual - for I believe the 'art of giving art' and the 'art of serving' are best.