New year, new party circuit. Like me, you probably need to buy a gift for someone every other day. For your kid’s pal (times one hundred.) For your friend’s 30th ( through 40th.) For a new baby (and his sibling.) There is a celebration around every effing corner. On my short list of “go-to gifts” is a Comme des Garcons embossed pouch that I scoop up down the street at one of my favorite LA spots, OK. But that find just got upgraded to its constellation cousin curtesy of Opening Ceremony. Hm. Maybe this year I’ll even gift one to myself.