As I write this, I'm wearing a shirt that says, "MEET ME UNDER THE Mistletoe." Or that's my best rendering of the shirt's typography. It's written in those fuzzy letters like on 1970's little league jerseys, bright white letters on a green shirt.
When he saw it last night, my dad said, "Ah, did you pay money for that?" I said I had. He said, "That doesn't seem like you."
He's right. I don't really have holiday-specific clothing and I certainly don't have clothing that speaks in actual words. Yet I found myself in Old Navy one morning this week, and somehow I became owner of the mistletoe shirt and a waffle knit top with a reindeer on it AND, help me, a t-shirt that says "I've been nice." Or really it says, "I'VE BEEN NICE."
I'm embarrassed. But at least I didn't buy the "I've been naughty." If that had happened, you would know that the pod people had seized control of my body. Or that I'd been Imperiused.
And also, since I'm telling y'all everything, today I formed the thought, "It might be nice to have some Christmas earrings."
And do you know what I think is going on? I think this is about not having my hair. I don't have my long hair to be my decoration (except in dreams I still do). Hank and Laura both have various Christmas events in their classrooms, and with my no-nonsense Rachel Maddow hair, I somehow feel the need to jazz it up a little.
Are you doing this? What are your aesthetic boundaries for this season? Even in other areas of adornment, I feel myself being pulled in a different--okay let's just say more tacky--direction than I go in non-holiday times. Witness the two pillows I have that look like fat little Santas. I do not usually decorate with dolls. And if I could afford one of those retro tinsel trees that is, say, bright aluminum, with the rotating color wheel, I would be on it like stink.
We haven't gotten our tree yet, but we will this weekend. We're easing in. I have a Christmas tablecloth out and I switched to my Christmas bedding. Yes, you would not meet me and think, "This girl has Christmas bedding." This is what I'm talking about.
(It is the Pottery Barn "Swedish House" pattern and it sold out instantly and I had the duvet cover but I had to fight, like Hunger Games-style fight, for pillow shams on ebay. Give me that Euro sham or I will shank you.)
By the way, if you DO wear a shirt that says, "I've been naughty," I am sure you are just quoting the wearing of the shirt and aren't actually wearing it so you are adorable and it totally works.
Night-night and MEET ME UNDER THE MISTLETOE.
And you didn't think I would post this without linking to this sweatshirt?
Snooch to the nooch,