A J. Crew Christmas

Without a doubt my favorite time of year, and I’m sure you will all agree, is Christmas.

Oh how I look forward to buttoning up my Sutherland Camel-hair Topcoat and hopping into my Saab 9000 with my brother Chad and my sister Chandler for our annual pilgrimage to Connecticut to spend the holiday with our beloved father and his new wife Sandi (with a i).

Oh how I look forward to sitting in front of a roaring fire, my feet warm as toast in my Lace-up Shearling Mocs, with Father and Sandy (San, for short) discussing what College she’ll be attending in the Fall after she graduates High School.

And those chilly mornings in my Union Sleep Suit, helping Chandler prepare her famous Eggs Benedict with chocolate chip croissants. “Don’t use too many chocolate chips,” she chides, padding across the floor in her Striped Ballet Slippers. Oh, that Chandler, I sigh to myself, marveling at how well she’s doing now that she’s back on Lithium.

Then it’s off into the forest with dear brother Chad to find the perfect Christmas tree. Our Goosedown Puffer Jackets and Straight-Fit 5 Pocket Vintage Cords keep the chilly winds at bay as we trudge back to the house with our evergreen prize, discussing with Chad how those years in prison have strengthened his character.

As we gather in the living room in our French-Terry Fleece Henleys to decorate the tree, sipping mold wine while Father’s housekeeper Juanita prepares our Christmas eve dinner, we can’t help but think this is the way Christmas should always be.

The fire crackles away as we take turns talking to mother on the phone, who loved the Cashmere-silk Shimmer Cardigan we sent, and making plans for the new year when she returns from her “rest” in Palm Springs.

God Bless us, everyone.


One Response to “A J. Crew Christmas”

  1. sandysays1 Says:

    The good thing is time flies when you’re havin’ fun. Visit me at http://www.SandySays1.wordpress.com and read “Claus and the Consultant,” for some holiday humor.

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