Brunch lacks rules. It’s neither breakfast nor lunch. It’s a planned event with a buffet for Mother’s Day or a last second Sunday morning decision after a night out. Get up early or hit the snooze button for hours—the fluffy eggs and sugar-dusted carbs will be there either way. Sip a French press of coffee, or return to the Bloody Mary bar for your third round of vodka-soaked pickled vegetables. Slide into your favorite pair of Chanel kicks or roll out of bed and arrive in wrinkled pajamas ….[cont]