I got two early Christmas gifts this morning!
Our first snow at WarLock Manor! Having now seen our little Tudor cottage dressed up in white, I’m convinced that a tiny, sparkly, light-up model (like this) would be the cutest holiday decoration ever. Time to get crafting!
Second, a romp in the snow with Pearl. Snow in Seattle is so rare (and usually so pathetic) that I thought of taking her to the mountains to be sure her first Winter was something special. So when I woke up this morning and saw our neighborhood blanketed with a respectable inch, I rousted Adam out of bed, bundled us up, and out we went. Absolute animal joy, just as I’d imagined. I’d love to share pictures, but a gleeful white puppy on white snow before sunrise is just a blur!
Fingers crossed that it lasts through the weekend- we have gallivanting to do. But even if it all turns to slush, it was the perfect morning for a girl in need of a bit of holiday magic.
Happy weekend, all!
One of my most beloved Craigslist finds is a petite mid century hutch, with a greige finish and brass details. It’s served us beautifully through the years, storing linens in our Seattle bungalow apartment, and then showcasing curiosities in Berkeley. When we moved into WarLock Manor, I gave it a very glamourous marbled back and transformed it into our bar cabinet.
As if the crystal didn’t sparkle enough, I added strings of starry lights for the holidays…
Combining my Sputnik-era starburst and lucite obsessions with the astral theme I’ve established for the Living Room, these were a holiday gift-to-self from Pottery Barn. When I found a matching lit star ornament at Target, I didn’t hesitate to snag that too! They’ll twinkle through Christmas and light the way to 2014.
The stars are on a battery-operated timer, set to light up right at cocktail hour and glow as we imbibe some holiday cheer.
Mixed drinks and spiky star lights- that’s how we do merry and bright at WarLock Manor!
I talked myself out of a Christmas tree, so I’m adding sprigs of greenery everywhere to make up for it. Tiny cypress topiaries, faux fir bedecking our four-post bed, and I may even torture the fiddle leaf fig with a few ornaments. In the Living Room, the simple cuttings that brightened my Thanksgiving tablescape are now livening up our mantle as a holiday garland.
I strung the stems together with wire, then wound them up with store-bought bead strands (one of the silliest purchases I’ve made in recent memory- half of the glitter is now embedded in my carpet). The garland is hung with removable adhesive hooks, disguised by bows of black satin ribbon. The whole project was easy-as-can-be, minus some feline and canine interference (“What’s that? I can bite it? What’s that? I can have it?”).
Coincidentally, it’s a lazy way to disguise the cord for the new lucite sconce!
Best of all, the house is finally feeling more festive! Just in time, as we have friends gathering at WarLock Manor tonight to snip paper snowflakes and sip spiked cider- and that’s just the kind of holiday cheer I like best.
‘Twould be the season for holiday decorating, if we WarLocks weren’t grinching out this year! Visions of the pup treeing an angry cat in a mercury-glass laden noble fir have me a little more fearful than cheerful. I’m not sure if I’m more over-protective of my animals, or of my collection of ornaments… either way, “NO, Pearl, NO!” every time she nibbles at a bauble or bough doesn’t really scream Christmas spirit. So, we’ll be decking the halls in moderation. Or up high, where she can’t reach.
Luckily, my favorite holiday craft is non-toxic, non-breakable, and absolutely non-tempting to a naughty puppy. With paper snowflakes in every window, the house will feel festive for all the wintry months to come.
This tutorial is one of my favorites from Shock the Bourgeois. In searching for it I got a sentimental look back at our holiday celebrations of years past- how Adam cooked Thanksgiving for one, how we tablescaped for two, how we trimmed our tree and our tiny apartment. Hopefully there is enough pie and prettiness in the archive to satisfy your appetites this week, as Adam and I scramble to ready a Thanksgiving feast for 10!