OOTH: The Perfect Stretchy Glitter (Christmas) Outfit
Are you getting ready for Christmas?
The days are slipping away, and although I know I’ll have gifts and other purchases covered in time, the mere idea of the stores being closed for days does pose a considerable stress factor.
Right now, I’ve got nothing covered. Well, yes, the gifts for my nieces. But grocery shopping for Christmas Eve – we need to put in a huge order with Nemlig or Coop. Oh yes, we always choose the easiest, cleverest solution. It’s genius to shop from your kitchen. It’s a must-do.
And then I need to sort out Adam’s gift – something that takes up quite a lot of mental space. Because even though we’ve cut down on the gift giving and purchasing considerably, we have agreed to give each other something. But something else. Something special – in the sense that it has to be an experience. Or art. Art or culture. So, I’m currently searching through online galleries, which might sell something for human money, and I’m a bit hooked on the idea of finding a lithography. A signed limited edition piece. That’s pretty affordable compared to original art – including pieces by Danish artists such as Tal R, Husk mit navn, Cathrine Raben Davidsen etc. It’s still expensive so I also want to make sure that he likes it, right? It will after all be hanging on our walls for the both of us to look at forever. And enjoy. Adam was pretty clever and found a piece of art for my morning gift – which I loved so much, but which we actually swapped for another, as it was quite similar to another piece that we were gifted for our wedding. Same artist and same series. So, it is doable – exchanging, in case it doesn’t hit the spot.
Hm… We are not quite there yet – and there is the other option, i.e. ‘culture.’ An experience, a trip, a hotel stay. Something along those lines – which will be good for all three of us. But it requires both of my hands. And they are pretty occupied currently.
I’d like to make 2019 increasingly analogue. More physical books. More walks. More moments with no other source of entertainment than each other. That’s gotta be my wish – but without scolding myself if I fall into the Netflix trap.