very distinct recollections of our holiday decor, which can pretty much
be summed up in one word: Kitsch.
When I recall our decorations, it was like a big elf regurgitated
“retro” all over the place. And I mean no offense. In fact, if they
hadn’t been so unique, I probably wouldn’t remember them as clearly as
I do. Back then, I didn’t know any better. I just thought yuletide
kitsch was cool. These days, I know some of it was a bit tacky – but I
still think it was pretty far out.
I mean, who doesn’t love a plastic tree with a three-bulbed “disco
lamp” underneath that lights up red, then blue, then green, then all
three colors? I loved that. I bet my parents still have it, unless the
cheap plastic cone was cracked or crunched in the Christmas box at some
point over the years (highly likely).
Speaking of lights, we certainly had enough of those electric plastic
candles with the “dripping wax” and screw-in bulb on top. The orange
bulb flame looked so authentic, didn’t it?
Remember the days before white mini-lights? Those colorful screw-in
light strings were pretty but quite the fire hazard. Those bulbs would
get so hot, I’m surprised our trees stayed intact – especially towards
New Year’s when they weren’t getting much water.
I still see ornaments in stores that look like the “satin” ones with
tons of thread wrapped around a Styrofoam ball, but nothing like the
glamorous ones with ribbons and sequins held in place with pearl-topped
straight pins. How beautiful, right?
As a little girl, I enjoyed playing with our little stuffed Rudolphs.
These were pre-Beanie Baby days, mind you, and these velvet (that’s
debatable) deer were actually stuffed with sawdust. Don’t let the “Made
in Japan” sticker convince you these were not quality, though. These
were built to last – and did last after years of not-so-gentle handling
by us kids.
My favorite item was not even a decoration. It was our ceramic Santa
mugs. There were eight different mugs with eight different expressions.
(Have I mentioned there were eight kids in our family?) Those mugs were
only used for two special occasions: our Christmas dinner milk and our
Christmas Eve cup of eggnog. It’s no wonder I love eggnog to this day.
It was a special experience to have it each Christmas! And yes, my
mother still has those mugs in her cupboard. Those we actually handled
If you are a Santa fan, take a look at the collecting feature on page 6 of this issue of Antique Trader, too. Do
you save Santas or collect Christmas? Do you place your gifts under an
aluminum tree or one that looks like a gigantic bottle brush? Do you
still hang your honeycomb paper bells? Antique Trader would love to know if you are trimming your tree with antique, vintage or retro decorations.
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OK. I gotta go. I heard a fast-food joint nearby has eggnog shakes!
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