In the grand tradition of big box stores that start pumping out Christmas music just after Halloween, I thought I’d think about my least favorite season early this year so it didn’t sneak up on me unawares. It’s not difficult when stores like Domestications are starting to preview their holiday wares. Growing up, we always had live fir trees ready for post-Christmas planting adorned with real candles, but in recent years I haven’t done much of anything to mark the season.
Naturally all that beautiful real tree, real fire ambiance was lost on school-age me, and I dreamed of having a pretty pink tree like this one.
While grown-up me dreams of having the candles of yesteryear, she doesn’t particularly relish the thought of her house burning down when one of the cats decides to catch one of the flickering orange sprites that have landed all over the tree. And while real trees are wonderful, I always feel a little guilty for killing a tree just to spruce up (rimshot) the house a little. Last year, I almost convinced The Beard that we needed a red tree of all things, but maybe pink really is the way to go.
Would this be vintage 50s cool or so horribly tacky as to be classified a crime against nature? You tell me: