What can a say about all these years of doing my tree and accents for the holidays as my primary color in red. We go together like, Laurel and Hardy, like Lucy and Ethel, like Taylor and any of her eight husbands, like gin and tonic dare I say. Red isn't even my favorite color, but for some reason, years ago, I took a real liking to all red. Granted I gotten everything over the years from chic, elegant, it's out of the box, it's calming, to "it's very American Horror Story", to 'doesn't the red make you angry" to "do I have a love for the Red Light District?" Well, I did feel quite at home on my trip to Amsterdam, what can I say? This time of year also raises questions in the neighborhood as to what's going on with the red glow pouring from the windows. The wives hold on to their husbands even more so. Hell, two nights unexpected guest showed up and I even made a few extra, unexpected bucks. Ah what the hell , it's not like I could sleep.
I love to decorate for the holidays, and use mostly fresh pine and tons of candles. And of course I love filling the jars, bowls and compotes with glass balls, vintage and new. The only problem yet again, was the lights. How does one managed to put them away neat, and they come out a tangled mess, hence above? I put them away neat, I've done this and that. There's no pleasing them. Well enjoy the tour.
The parlor..... I love the reflection in the mirrors.
I could watch this Christmas pyramid spin all night.
This may look simple, but they all have a meaning. The star was handmade from a guy in the Harrisburg area from repurposed sheet tin. The ginger jar was my grandmothers, and the red vase was a gift from my dearly departed friend, Andromeda Strain, who's father was related to the Eisenhower's. The vase was actually from the Eisenhower farm they once had outside Gettysburg.
The kitchen.......where the hooch is stored.
Grandmothers bottle brushes and deer figurine.......
In the loo.........These blue Shiny Brights are very old.
Yes....even in the boudoir. Even Buck gets the Christmas treatment!!!
The vintage tree topper was a gift from the Dame this year. Don't mind my cigar box.
I also love pinecones for the winter treatment and they seem to be at home this season in a old vintage hat box from a milliner that was in Harrisburg years ago.
And finally these little ruby antique vases I found on a day of antiquing with the Dame years ago, and they make the perfect touch for candleholders, no?
Who says just because your in a bungalow size apartment, you have to sacrifice style and decking the halls? This place is so my haven from the rest of the world....thank you for joining me.