I lived in LA for 11 years and returned to Dallas every year for Christmas. Each time I got off the plane I felt like I’d walked into a bad Robert Altman film with every woman in the cast dressed head-to-toe in Christmas apparel: obnoxious Santa sweaters and caps, ornaments dangling from earlobes, necklaces blinking Ho Ho Ho. It was always quite a shock to the eye. Last night I dined at Lawry’s (saw former D marketing maven Carren Ballenger and family and they all send Christmas cheer). Anyway, the place was like going to a Christmas sweaters and prime rib a go-go. I expected Jimmy Stewart to roll the trolley to our table. What is it about Dallas and all this Christmas garb?