Pink Lights + Why I Love Holidays
Friends, hear me out. I’m doped up on cold medicine, my throat and lungs are burning, and I can’t breathe through my nose, but I’m in a good mood tonight.
Why? The holidays are coming! In my book, the holidays = family (whom I love), friends (whom I love), food (which I love), decorations (which I love), snow (which I love), TV Christmas specials (which I love), and a whole plethora of things I keep close around the end of the year to ensure it goes out with a festive spin.
I understand that for some people (as Gala Darling discussed in her most recent live stream re: staying sane during the holidays), holidays mean fighting with family, sitting through agonizing dinners, spending time with people who you feel barely even know you, being short on money, and feeling forced into holiday obligations.
I have friends who hate the holidays, some who are indifferent to the holidays—and I used to verbally duke it out with them, trying desperately to uncover why they are missing out on my favorite time of the year. In order to help them uncover the festive spirit I was sure existed somewhere inside, I had to turn inward and find out what makes me happy during the holidays.
I learned that it’s a combination of the following:
1. Being blessed with positive, loving, ridiculously interesting people in my life with whom to celebrate.
2. Being raised to enjoy every season to the max. As a kid, whether it was fall, winter, spring, or summer, my parents were encouraging celebration, outdoor games and general jolly behavior.
3. Having acquired an adoration for decor, interior design, party-planning, and coordinating end products.
4. Working in the fashion industry, specifically in editorial, where you are inevitably forced to start thinking about jingle bells and holiday collections far sooner than the average gal.
5. A choice made to actively choose to love and look forward to the holiday season.
After reviewing my list, I realized a few things: Not everyone’s upbringing is similar to mine. I’ve had friends who grew up in stark contrast to my ongoing jamboree of seasonal bliss and sprightly fun. Not everyone works in fashion (or loves that pre-seasonal festivity rush), either. However, everyone does have control over #5: the active choice. I may be predisposed to engage in it, but anyone can learn to be festive. You can choose to love the holidays. You can design a holiday you love. You can be festive.
And when I say festive, I’m not talking manufactured festivity. I am talking genuine festive feelings that come from within. It’s all rooted in celebration and love.
Even though I’m sick, stressed, and exhausted in my messy apartment as I type this, I feel festive. How? Because festivity is a state of mind. In upcoming blog posts, I would love to explore this more.I think we could all use a bit more celebration in our lives.
In other news, my office and the bedroom are now decked out in pink and blue lights. AND! found this old issue of Rolling Stone in our “to toss” magazine pile. I had to save it. Snoop Dogg is about to smoke that candy cane and then there’s no telling what will happen next.
Have a festive evening!