Oh Christmas tree!

Every year Ross and I go to Beech Ridge Farm to chop down our Christmas tree (here is last year’s recap). I love traditions during the holidays, so we plan on keeping this up. Though I get rather sentimental this time of year, I am still a bit of a Christmas nazi. It MUST be the perfect tree and the ornaments MUST be perfectly arranged. It has to be pretty!

After quite a bit of searching, trekking and dragging Ross through a marsh (oops – wet feet), we finally found our tree.

Tree hugger.

Wool camel coat: Kenneth Cole (via Ideeli)
Jeans: Madewell
Black furry booties: Nine West outlet
Red plaid scarf: Century 21
Fur mittens: H&M
Sunglasses: Anthropologie

After forcing Ross to kneel in the wet grass to chop ‘er down, he finally claimed victory over a six-foot pine tree. Such brute masculinity!

After strapping it to the top of our little car we carefully made our way home and put it up. After some meticulous decorating (Ross quit after I re-positioned too many of the ornaments he placed), here is the final result!

Ta da! I love for my Christmas trees to look somewhat similar every year. You’ll never catch me with a “themed” tree that changes every Christmas. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, I just like putting up old and new family heirlooms each and very year. There’s something comforting about it.

If you celebrate Christmas, do you chop down your own tree? It’s so much fun, plus it stays fresher so much longer than one that was cut down a month ago.

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3 Responses to Oh Christmas tree!

  1. fore front says:

    I NEED THOSE MITTENS!!!!!

  2. ELle sees says:

    Totally did not look this cute when I got my tree. Think braids and flannel and fug. And it’ll be on the blog tomorrow, yay! Haha. Anyway, I just wanted to comment how much i love the hair, outfit, and thanks for entering my giveaway!

  3. Sues says:

    Beautiful!! We have a tiny apartment so weren’t going to get a tree… But my mom ordered a really nice fake one last year and they accidentally sent her 2… So she gave it to us. Of course, it’s not the same thing as a real tree, but it’s actually totally realistic-looking and pretty (especially when you add a pine scented candle!).

    I love your Christmas tree cutting outfit, too!

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