Christmas: the time of bent budgets and broken bank accounts. But despite the fact that my wallet is never ready for christmas, I am ALWAYS eager to crack open the decorations boxes and listen to some good ol’ Bublé. It’s just an incredibly joyful time of the year, and some Bublé and Jamie Oliver turkey multiply the xmas greatness.
And, oh, the food. Presents do not even compare to the joy which the Christmas feast brings. Not even the promise of bargains from the incoming Boxing Day sales can waver my attention from the food that I am fortunate enough to consume on Christmas. God, I am a lucky gal.
Since it’s a family day and we’re all a little bit classy, we love to dress a little bit special. I even honoured the occasion with a floral wreath on my head, ’cause Christmas.
Christmas tree artfully styled by your very own author/Christmas connoisseur.
Occasionally I dream of a white Christmas and wish for eggnog and a warm fire like from what I’ve seen in my favourite American Christmas movies (I’ll be home for Christmas, anyone?). It must be magical to wake up Christmas morning to a blanket of snow and to cut the turkey while viewing falling snow through a window, however I don’t hope that all my Christmases are white. There’s something very unique about an Australian Christmas that steers away from the stereotypes while maintaining a strong sense of tradition. There may be heat and dry weather and plenty of flies, but there’s BBQ’s, beer and sunshine. it’s an incredibly special time of year that indubitably beats my birthday. There is always plenty of music, an exaggerated amount of decorations and of course food and presents, which really indicates how lucky I am to be able to celebrate the festive season in such an exuberant fashion.
This year, Christmas was celebrated with family at my aunty’s place in the country. Food was plentiful, the views were stunning and fortunately it was a glorious summer’s day. Aaaaand I took advantage of the sweet location to take some snaps.
Dress – Dotti
Shoes – Rubi shoes
Bag – Vintage
It’s amazing how much anticipation and excitement there is over one day that goes so quickly. I believe that it’s completely worth it though.
I am a self-confessed christmas junkie. I positively adore decorating the tree, putting up the lights, singing along with Bing Crosby to cheesy carols, making and bingeing on delicious food, completely over-adorning the house with ornaments, the summer weather, giving and *especially* receiving presents….the whole lot.
So naturally I am aware that there are only THREE days till the big day, and I am super excited.
The other day I travelled to the city to indulge in the yearly christmas festivities in Melbourne. Decorations were draped above the busy streets, buskers were belting out xmas tunes and the city was bustling with people eager to finish their shopping. The spirit of christmas was in full force, and I was like a kid on red cordial feeding off from the high of it.
As per tradition, I have been indulging in christmas cooking and began with making white christmas whilst coincidentally listening to the song White Christmas. I love americanised christmas carols, and although they don’t necessarily coincide with what an aussie christmas is like, they always describe the (for the lack of a less corny word) ‘magic’ of christmas. So here in Australia we don’t have snow at this time, don’t drink eggnog and don’t put snowmen on our roofs, but it’s still special and christmasy in a slightly different way. It’s usually celebrated outdoors in the sun, and of course involves a turkey! Mmm turkey…
Switching to a less christmas-orientated topic, for the outing I wore an old skirt of my mum’s. Occasionally I feature vintage clothes from my mum in this blog, simply because her wardrobe was so great and this is another item that I wanted to showcase. I love the vibrant colour and the beading action.
Skirt: Charlie Brown Top: Forever New Shoes: Inui Bag: Vintage Sunglasses: asos