I mentioned some posts back that I’ve really been bitten by the Christmas bug this year. And I have to say, I far prefer this kind of bug bite to the bah humbug variety that has regrettably plagued my Christmases for many years running. I have a very small family, and we’re close, but our holiday celebrations are always deeply WASP-y affairs – tasteful decorations, sumptuous feast, many viewings of Love, Actually and Home Alone in which we yell profanities at Alan Rickman and count the number of felonies committed by Kevin McAllister, respectively. And I really love those Christmases, tiny and weird though they may be (particularly the brunch and dinner parts; my mom is an ah-maze-ing cook) but they’ve become a bit predictable, and I think we’re all ready for a change.
So this year my husband and I are trying something new. As such, I’ve really had to be on the ball with my holiday preparations, and my enjoyment of the season is truly all the better for it. The tree is up! And I didn’t electrocute myself this year, not even once. My cards are written and ready to be mailed out, most of my gifts are purchased and Babes in Toyland has been watched. And then just this past weekend my parents and I enjoyed a lovely and festive night out touring beautiful old homes done up for the holidays. It’s been nice; I like actually engaging with the season instead of whining about how much I have to do until suddenly it’s Boxing Day and I realize I’ve done absolutely nothing.
And that goes for my nails as well – there’s always a mad rush in the final 10 days of the year to complete all those festive manicures I neglected through the other 21 days of December. But not this year! I’m on it, and digging on this multi-chromatic holly berry design. Very merry.
I put up our tree today! This is exclamation mark worthy because I’m never so seasonally motivated, particularly when it comes to our tree (we have history.) But we’ve got some fun things planned for later on this holiday season that require a bit of planning right now, and so that’s what I’m doing.
Also, I woke up this morning just feeling festive! So much so, I managed to convince my husband to watch Babes in Toyland, a favourite terrible Christmas movie from my childhood starring Keanu Reeves and Drew Barrymore, while I melted some Christmas Wish-scented wax (pine, peppermint and cookies) and painted my nails with this festive glitter bomb, KB Shimmer’s sELFie. This polish looks so pretty on its own, but I love it topped with this tiny bejeweled nail charm.
These sort of ultra dense, glitter-packed polishes always look fantastic in super macro close-up, and sELFie is no exception – lovely! A fun and festive mani for a fun and festive day.
Oof, showing my age with that reference to Vision Street Wear, an American skate footwear company founded in the late ’70s and popularized in the ’80s. When I was about 11 or 12, only the coolest of the cool kids wore Vision Street Wear (also Chip and Pepper, Vuarnet, Sex Wax and Independent Trucks) and it will surprise absolutely no one to learn that I had a monstrously huge slow burn of a crush on the only floppy-haired boy in school to wear his Vision tees (swoon) whilst riding an actual skateboard (commence pre-teen delirium.)
Anyhow, bit of a tangent there on the origin of this post’s title, which actually arises from The Division, my husband’s favourite video game. The title is a play on words on the Vision Street Wear name, although it’s also in reference to the design inspiration for these nails – a limited edition holiday sweater coveted by only THE most festive badasses in the game. That the sweater comes festooned in tiny cats, candy canes and snowflakes is merely icing on the fruitcake. But the bragging rights that result from simply owning the sweater? Now, THOSE live on forever! I once likened The Division to the Sims – a collector game where managing your inventory occupies more time than actual game play. But I’m starting to think it might be more like a fashion game, given the amount of time Mr. Finger Candy and his online friends spend managing their virtual wardrobes. Cher Horowitz spent less time picking out her school clothes, I swear.
But it’s a very cute sweater, and my husband is a pretty cute guy, so who was I to say no? Especially when the manicure turns out this well (a real surprise; holiday sweater designs have never been my thing.) Stay warm out there, friends (real and virtual.)
And the stockings were hung by the chimney with care. Merry Christmas, friends!
I have done so many peppermint-themed designs this holiday season. And here’s another one! This time using the dry brush technique, with an added bit of frosty glitter for the sweetest of holidays.
Glitter placement takes centre stage in this pretty pastel manicure. For the blissfully unaware, glitter placement is a fancy nail art term for fishing around in a bottle of polish until you find THE perfect assortment of glitter, which you then painstakingly apply to your nails in a manner not intended for anyone with places to go or things to do – you’ll never get there and you’ll never do them, because you’ll still be at home fighting to get one tiny speck of holographic glitter off the end of a tacky, lacquer-covered toothpick and onto your nails. Frustrating! But sometimes you’ve got plans in mind for that megawatt glitter bomb – here KB Shimmer’s Toast-ess With the Mostest – that don’t involve just brushing it onto your nails, like arranging all of those lovely rose-gold circles into a charming metallic wreath, perfect for adding a bit of sparkle and shine to your beauty-ful holiday decorating.
I’ve had a poinsettia now for three, maybe four years. It’s a deeply misshapen thing, taller than it is wide, and hasn’t produced a single blossom since all but five leaves fell off it the first Christmas I brought it home. You’d never know that it started off existence as a plump little mini, because these days it’s tall, thin and spindly – it’s the Jack Skellington of Christmas plants! I won’t go so far as to say it’s unkillable, though – the beautiful summer’s day I very optimistically placed him outdoors, feeling quite pleased with myself that he was getting so much lovely sun, very nearly did him in, and he’s been an indoor kitty ever since. It’s kind of sad! But these poinsettia nails are not sad, and make me happy because pink poinsettias are the best!