Years past I have struggled with stringing lights, arranging ornaments and creating a grown-up tree. Not this year. This year I scoured the aisles of Wal-Mart and Dollar General...for (gulp) tinsel and gaudy garland.
My late Grandmother allowed the grandchildren to decorate her tree...like little elves we tossed tinsel with no regard for aesthetics. I now have those vintage ornaments and children of my own. Like a ghost from Christmas past, my inner child tore into the tinsel.
No color schemes or themes, just fun. You may call our tree many things...tacky, trashy, a fire hazard. I call it "vintage."
Mischief's Merry-Okee caroling set the mood for our decorating.