I have tried to do the modern, edgy Christmas thing in the past. The first year we were in our house, I had two live trees– one in the living room, all decked out in black feather boas and chartreuse feather decorations; and one in the den with all my traditional ornaments on it. Both looked beautiful, but the old-fashioned tree was my favourite.
Part of my love of Christmas (besides the mulled wine!) is a love for vintage ornaments and sentimental bits and bobs, including the collection of Santas I started in my 20s. I have always been partial to the old-fashioned, Father Christmas types– I’m a fan of the tall, skinny ones in particular. My dear mum is great at buying me a new Santa every year; she challenges herself to find unusual ones
(knowing that those are the ones I prefer)
and she is a champ at it!
I have been lucky to have a mantel in both my houses and that is where I put my Santa collection every year. This year, I combined my vintage books and some amazing nubbly wool garland to show off my treasures. For many years, my favourite has been the one we call “turnip Santa”– he perches on the edge of the mantel, jauntily dangling his legs. This year, however, my mother outdid herself with a tall, willowy fella holding a lantern.
Are Christmas decoration collections tacky? Maybe. But I don’t care– I love these guys.
Thanks, Mum, for being so thoughtful and for always getting it right.