So here’s the thing, growing up we never had a Christmas tree. I know. No we weren’t Jahovas. We had a severely disabled child in the house who’s favourite past time would be to pull it down, climb it, lob it across the room, basically anything other than leave it be and wait to stuff the presents under it come Christmas Eve. Or so I am told. I suspect having an excerbereatrd mother of three, two with disabilities may have also played a part.
Don’t feel sorry for me. Really. I went to good old grandma Barbie’s house and decorated her tree each year. All within a the specific red and gold colour confines in which she allowed.
Since leaving home and starting up my own, a Christmas tree has never been something I bothered with. I would leave it to Mr T and his daughter to enjoy as a thing they could do together. Funnily enough I always came back to a colour coorindatied, neatly decorated tree.
As the years passed and I softened I started to get involved. Then I had my own children and I became well and truly squidgy on the inside, in every sense of the word.
So we did it properly. We invested in a big busy tree and I went out and brought all the decs.
Now, there seems to be two kinds of tree people, perhaps you can tell me which type you are. There are those, like grandma Barbie and Mr T, apparently who like to stick to a certain colour specification. Hang the decs neatly and in a very organised fashion. That’s great, it looks very pretty.
Then there are those whose tree looks like Christmas has thrown up all over it. With baubles and tinsel thrown at it in any way it’ll stick. We all know that episode from friends right, the one where they all decorate half the tree like a toddler and Monica then Turns it round to her perfectly decorated side. We all have our preference.
I totally thought I’d be the second. Chuck as much shiny crap at the thing and be done. Turns out, not so much, here is my first every tree.
This theme seems to have stuck. Partly because I like it and partly because I am too Scrooge to go and buy a new set of differently coloured decs. Each year however I cannot help but add to my stash. I buy a special, select few, really pretty, slightly different yet fitting tree decorations. As do the children, they get choose one each.
This year is no different, and the Scrooge that I am Is actually looking forward to getting the tree down and getting them on.
So this year my new additions come courtesy of Amara, truth be told I could Dec my entire tree out in their decorations as they really are gorgeous. I had a particular penchant for their Kirsch range which is where all the following come from.
I love love love the pineapple. I saw a bespoke version of this made on a programme about some of the ridiculously rich spending insane money in Christmas decorations and ever since I have wanted one. Judge me at your leisure. I love it.
What about you? Do you have a colour theme when it comes to your tree? Or are you a chuck all the sparkly good at it and see what happens kind of person?