This year I decided to give my colored lights and many ornaments I’ve collected over the years the season off and opt for matching the tree to my brown/green/white den instead. Could I possibly enjoy Christmas without the two dozen marine animal ornaments I purchased on my one trip to Alaska? What about all the lambs and Hershey kisses I collected as a teen? Heck, I still have Smurf ornaments dating back to my childhood.
Once the tree was done, I didn’t miss my menagerie of ornaments one bit.
I remember when I first decided to paint the walls of my den chocolate brown, I had seen pictures of Christmas decor in brown, green, silver and white and absolutely loved it. So last week I scoured the thrift stores and dollar stores to collect lights and ornaments. By accident, I purchased the net lighting meant for bushes and it was a great mistake because I found it MUCH easier to hang than the usual string lights. To finish off the tree, I bought a bolt of sheer brown ribbon with wiring and cut it into strips as a sort of garland. Not bad for a Thriftmas Tree! I’ve never really spent time in my den but I’m loving the feel of it so much that I now bring my laptop in there to work.
And how perfect is the green velvet stocking with the brown fur trim? I got that for $2! Come to think of it, this photo is filled with thrift store finds: the tray was a wooden one I picked up for a few bucks and painted white; I reupholstered the bench for a total cost of about $10; the jars, contents, pine cones and tree planter were just a few bucks each; the tree itself was about $10. The white solar honeycomb shade was a stroke of unbelievable luck. I found two of them ($5 and $3) and they fit perfectly into my den windows. Not only do they match the white ridge texture theme I have in the room but they’re designed to keep out the heat, which comes in handy in Arizona.
So will my old ornaments be heading off to the Land of Misfit Toys? Maybe not this year and maybe not all of them but I’m such a fan of my coordinated tree that I think the days of eclectic trees may be behind me.