Eleven days to go! Am I annoying you yet? The truth is I'm SO excited about Christmas this year, which is really quite unlike me. Not that I'm a massive cynic or anything ... well actually that's exactly the problem. Oh sure, I like the day itself, hanging out with family, having a drink, watching 'Downton Abbey' and 'Call the Midwife'. I embrace the true meaning of Christmas, ahem. But the weeks leading up to the big day, the frenzied excitement and mass swamping of shops, and blasting of Christmas music at the end of November ... no, just no.
Not this year however, no, this year I feel like a manic Christmas pixie, and all I want to do is drink mulled wine, and wear green and red, and SHOP SHOP SHOP until my baubles can't take the insanity anymore. And why? It's that old roasted chestnut - I want what I can't have. Because the truth is we don't really have time to go Christmas crazy, I don't have the money to SHOP SHOP SHOP right now, and we don't have room for a tree as there are only a few livable rooms in the house, with five of us squashed in. And thus, I've not been so excited about Christmas since I was a child. I can't wait to drive home and see my family, I can't wait to wrap up our presents, and see the boy's face when he clocks the tree at Granddad's. I want to wear Christmas-inspired knitwear all day everyday, and I am definitely not fed up of hearing Mariah warbling about what she wants for Christmas (hint: it's yoooooooouuuuuu). I am the manic Christmas Pixie, and I'm not ashamed.
I spent most of last week recovering from two fairs the week before - Lewes Late Night Shopping, and Middle Farm Vintage Fair. So much fun (and mulled wine) was had at both. I was especially pleased to sell out of vintage coats and hats - there are going to be a lot of stylish toddlers toddling around this winter! I'll be adding more fairs soon, so keep your eyes peeled for dates on my Events page.
One thing I do love about the festive season is the socialising, for as we all know, the true meaning of Christmas is drinking. I jest. This week I was lucky enough to spend the afternoon at Tilton Farmhouse, former home of Bloomsbury Group member and eminent economist Maynard Keynes and his wife, ballerina Lydia Lopokova, which is now run as a retreat. Oh my goodness, it's beautiful! I was quite tempted to spend the entire afternoon taking pictures and making mental notes about interior design, but there was fizz to be drunk and lovely food to be eaten. I also ventured to London for a Christmas catch-up with friends, with more fizz and more lovely food. It's beginning to feel a lot like ... well, you know how it goes.