Ching, ching, ching, ching - do hear that sparkling tintinnabulation? Rudolph and his velveteen band of merry deer are just drawing away; whilst you've all been sleeping, Santa came calling!
My home is soaked in Diptyque's Myrrhe, the mistletoe is hanging and today I hope for all of us, gemutlichkeit, that warming feeling, roughly translated as “a cheerful mood, peace of mind, belonging and cosiness”.
I do think that belonging whether it be Church, blogs or dungeon culture (whatever tickles one's manacles) is the primal fire in the darkness that draws us all close.
I have been sitting at this tablecloth since I was three years of age.
Cire Trudon candles a burning bright.
Smythson Mara clutch and a 20 year old dress.
I wore this to my neighbour's annual festive bash
Tiffany Rose, thank you so much, after 11 months it has emerged triumphant from its box!
Heartfelt good wishes to all of you,
I know that you are busy with friends and family today, so no further adieu, Merry Christmas from me to you!
Who is joining me for bubbles with the Queen's speech?