Attack of the Christmas Tomatoes

 

Tomatoes are red and green, therefore Christmas. Don't argue with me. 

If you can hang a gherkin on the tree, surely a tomato wouldn't be out of place. 

In other news, my baby boy turned 16. I made him root beer flavoured and themed cakes.

Bit too much marshmallow foam!

Still learning to master fondant.

The inspiration. 

He enjoyed them, and also enjoyed his gift of an electric razor which he's already put to use shaving off his beard. I'd say he doesn't look like Fidel Castro any longer, but he still kinda does😀. I told him Castro was considered good looking when he was a young revolutionary, but I don't think he's convinced. You could do worse, for sure. Anyway, Little Fidel shaved for the first time on his 16th Birthday, and mama resisted following him into the bathroom to take photos for his baby book. I do have some sense of boundaries. 

So that was fun. He requested turkey drumsticks (aka Caveman Pops) for dinner and I obliged. There was of course gesturing with drumsticks because, why wouldn't there be. Hopefully I'm done cooking turkey for a while now-twice in a month's time was lot!

My gaudiest holiday outfits are getting worn, though it looks like I will run out of time for all of them even if I do the 12 Days of Christmas. For someone that hasn't shopped for clothing since February, I am nowhere near running out of things to wear. I'm kind of embarrassed, and need to do a serious cull. 

The skirt is velvet overlaid with an embroidered, attached apron. 

 

I'm unlikely to see myself coming and going around town in this one.

That is, if I were actually going around town, which obviously, I'm not. 

No, not going anywhere at all. Just sitting at home getting older, and more in need of a haircut. I've been tempted to cut it, but have resisted. For the first time in years, I have the longest hair in the family. 

You didn't really think I couldn't get wackier than the last skirt did you? 

Several sizes too large, and the skirt made of a thin, blowy nylon, it is a bit like wearing a parachute unless belted. I've learned not to wear it on windy days. 

It gets worse. Much, much, worse. Ready? 

I warned you! Want a better look at that bonkers cardigan? 

When I bought it, the woman at the thrift store said, "You're not really going to wear that, are you?" I don't know why she would think this would be a novelty jumper too far for me? I love that the reindeer have pom-pom noses, button eyes and little 3-D scarves. There's design on the back as well, though I didn't get any pictures. 

The red, crushed velvet skirt turned up again in another outfit.

The faux fur headband and beaded jacket are both regular rotation wear each December. 

Just add a big Christmas corsage. 

Finally, the vintage Halston skirt gets a yearly wear. Another heavy, beaded and sequined jacket to increase the gaudiness factor by 100%

I love this skirt so much, but have a hard time wearing it unironically. Perfect for Christmas, but I can't imagine when else. 

Tonight I'll go out to see the Christmas star conjunction, but I know my camera isn't up to the task. Danny's might be. I'm content to enjoy it through binoculars. 

The Christmas stollens were baked today, and they'll be properly stored for Christmas morning. I was worried I might not get to them this year, but I did and there's an extra to give to my neighbour. Time is rapidly winding down, and I'd better unpack those red velvet flares if I plan to wear them before Christmas. We all have our traditions-mine involve trousers. 

Stay safe and well, everyone.