Hedgehog in the Snow

Hedgehogs!!!

I Cut My Heart on Paper

Never $plurge on something renewable. That is the life lesson I have learned from Sephora. This month of holiday cheer, when I am happier than yesteryear due to our brilliantly warm December weather, Sephora has reached into their hearts and given NYC their own version of a White Christmas.  I give you their show-stopping 5th avenue windows.

Paper, Silhouettes, Grand Scale, Birch Trees, Warm light and Girls! Girls! Girls! -- All my favorite things!

Now if I could only justify a life's supply of Hourglass...

Haul Out the Holly!

Last Thursday I went to Vermont.

Hahaha. No I didnt. That's my own little joke.
No, I took my lunch hour and went shopping in the flower district.

NYC's flower district is a master of menutia. It spans West 26th to West 28th street along sixth avenue. If you want to decorate with evergreen it's where you're going to get the most bough for your buck, for instance I am now the proud owner of not one but two wreath frames and some much needed mistletoe all under $12

I love shopping here with a mug of candy cane green tea and a camera in my jeans pocket, the excitement and bustle is as good as it gets. Holiday Hotel lobby designers and resturaunt landscapers all end up here.

The highlight of this particular trip was seeing a petite redhead scale a wall of birch logs and scream, "We'll take the lot, Harry!"

Good times. Good times.

What's On Your Workdesk Wednesday? Wreath By Evergreen

Tonight My workdesk is being presided over by the first episode of Ugly Betty,
which is cuter than I recall and streaming in the background.


If you know me at all, you know that I am NOT patient, and you also know that I HATE rules. However, there are a couple that are paramount to living life to the best of your ability, when I defy these I often regret it.

#1 - Don't ever leave the house in underwear that you wouldn't want to caught dead in. I learned ths one in the fifth grade, when an emergency appendectomy found me in the Dr.'s office wearing care bear panties. Man those were cute, wish I had a pair like that now.

#2 - Never give your number to a stranger, your email, yes, but your number never. I learned this one the hard way Halloween 2009 when I met Jack, who my friends later wrote a song about. He is now affectionately known in past tense as JTR - Jack the Ripper. Haha. Good times.

#3 - Never ever, ever, decorate the house for the holidays until the house is Mr. Clean-clean. HAHA. HAHAHAHAHAH

So, this is something I'm going to for sure find myself regretting.
This is the view to the West of my desk......

And here is the main event. Yep, that's an Evergreen bough!
Tonight I found myself in the flower district, desperate to keep warm. In addition to coming down with a cold, I'm finding myself in the city without gloves fairly often, but usually only on the coldest days of the year. I ducked into a lofted space and before I knew it, I was the proud owner of this fine specimen of wreathdom.


So tonight, despite the MESS, out came the felties.


I created the felties years ago at my parent's beach house on Oahu. I am pretty sure I was 14 when I first pulled out every sheet of red, white and green felt we owned and went to town creating an army of snowmen and holiday stars.

So I made these babies, half my life ago. Now the little fellows spend most of the year in residence in a sandy zip-lock bag in a certain Brooklyn closet, in a particular box, boldly labeled 'Christmas'.


Tonight out came the ribbon, the felties, and the copper wire. I blissfully cut my hands to high heaven. Now the felties live to cheer again.



Felties unite!

Something Old and Something New

After twenty-five years of Hawaiian life, my parents recently relocated from the North Shore of Oahu to the Middle of Nowhere Utah.

As I prepared to vacate Brooklyn I packed my warmest clothes and made sure that I hadn't forgotten leggings and scarves. I laughed/cried when I got to unpacking at my parent's place and realized I'd absent mindedly packed not one, but two bathing suits. Old habits die hard.

I quickly busied myself poking around the joint, making sure that things were put "just so". After all, just because it's a new location doesn't mean that things should change. (This is where I start singing Fiddler on the Roof's 'Tradition! TRADITION!')

New: This "woodland upstairs tree". My mom was set on two trees this year! Witness our first major 'Hawaiian Christmas' violation. I can safely bet you that no one in Hawaii decked the halls with two trees this year....

New: ALL of these Ornaments! What? New Ornaments? This is not adhering to protocol. Ornaments can be given as gifts or purchased to commemorate important life milestones. They can be bought on vacations and picked up in small doses at after Christmas sales. They are NOT supposed to be bought in bulk to fit a theme!

But... this tree is pretty cute. I kind of do adore those funky little owls. You know I'm prone to loving you know who?
Old: The teddy bear snow on the windows saved my mom from my skepticism. I was totally afraid she'd shirk this very important tradition. Growing up in a snowless existence makes fake snow on the windows vital to creating the perfect holiday vibe. I was worried that with all the powder on the ground outside this vital bit of decor would go the way of the Dodo. How could I have ever questioned her? Oh. Wait. I know How:

New: This Downstairs Blue Spruce Christmas tree.
Ahwuah? A blue Christmas tree? It is pokey and sharp and unlike the Douglass Furs and Palm Tree Christmases that I was raised on. I paced around it, suspicious like a cat.
I poked around and slowly located all the important things that make for a perfect Christmastime.

Several Ice Cream Angels polka-dot this suspicious spruce. This may come as a heart-attack inducing shock, but I wasn't always wicked cool. As a seventh grader I became obsessed with making these ice cream spoon angels. Their little wooden bodies are crocheted into proper holiday get-ups. I turned a pretty fair little business selling them at the Blaisdell Craft Fair. Mom saved just the right amount of them to bedeck the tree forevermore. Their little mouth-less faces have been a Christmas constant ever since.
This Maneki Neko is a good luck cat. It's important that he's prowling in the branches. He brings a great New Year.
This Santa Icicle is one of my very favorite pieces to put on the tree. I like his crystal blue eyes and his snowy beard. There is part of me that secretly loves and the way he can stab people into being nice with his pointed stare and facial hair shiv. Hmm... right about now I'm loving the way this blue tree showcases the ornaments....
This chubby little mermaid speaks directly to my well documented obsession. It reminds me of perfect Christmas days by land and by sea.
This rainbow block was my first ornament way back in 1982. How could my parents know this Mary Blair-esque decoration would so perfectly speak to my design aesthetic decades later? It's one of my top five favorites on our overflowing tree.
I think I was eight when this ornament was wrapped in the brightest candy cane red wrapping paper and labeled with my name. It might have melted my brain. I'd never seen anything so perfectly beautiful.

Ever since it's been my "magic glass flying pony."
Never mind that it is not glass, it's some form of iridescent plastic. Forget that it's a Pegasus and not a pony, its title has stuck. I remember thinking it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

Its presence on the new/odd/strangely alluring tree reminds me that The Christmas Spirit can transform things. So I might be in a snowy Utah Valley instead of frolicking on the beach of my youth, but my family is here and the ground is white and we're warm and lucky to have each other. I hope your holiday was family and fun and fabulous, on that note, Mele Kalikimaka and a Hauli Makahiki Hou!

The Mood is Right! The Spirit's Up!