A Vintage-Inspired Christmas in the Mountains
Last year, my husband and I decided on a very chic chalet Christmas. We rented a wonderful mountain cabin and the children were totally excited. Even Mister Spock could feel something big was in the air (Mister Spock is our furry member of the family) !
The idea came to me as we were watching an old Hollywood movie. One particular scene took place in the mountains in which the actors were wearing the most stylish ski outfits. The wooly, Norwegian sweaters and hats in the same style really impressed me, because they oozed so much elegance.
I turned immediately to my husband, who knew right away what was going through my mind. He nodded at me and said with a sweet smile: “Ok, if that’s what you’d like”. We had just talked about how we wanted to go away this year and do something different for Christmas. Of course, the word Christmas was enough to get our two kids into the kitchen where we were having coffee, as soon as they heard it.
Year after year, I am always in awe of how sensitive children’s ears are during the festive season! The four of us threw ideas at one another, from going to the ocean and spending Christmas in the sun to going to Paris, which would allow us to see the Eiffel Tower, a promise we’d made to the children. But none of these options seemed right. Who wants to spend Christmas under the sun when just the idea of it is wrapped in snowy white! Paris would probably be very crowded at that time of year, which would be fine, if it was just going to be the two of us. But with two young children, it certainly didn’t sound like fun. And what were we going to do with Mister Spock. He had spent every Christmas with us ever since the children had been born. It would have broken everybody’s heart to leave him behind during such a family-oriented holiday! So, in hopes of finding another solution suitable for the five of us, we decided to let it sit for a while and discuss again at a later time.
Well, the time had come! We were going to have a Christmas holiday in the mountains and, after seeing this movie, I made sure it was also going to be very stylish! I smiled back at my husband and called the children.
Vintage-Inspired Winter Essentials for a White Christmas
Since we would spend three days in the mountains outside in the snow, it was important to pack ultra warm and cozy outfits that we could mix and match easily and take off when we were going to be inside. Chunky knits, jeans, corduroy pants, wool socks - and well, as much red as possible!
#1 For me
I went for mountain chic and stole my husband’s lumberjack shirt to be worn over a classic black cashmere turtleneck and paired with a cool denim overall, cozy red parka, red, chunky wool socks and Sorel waterproof leather and rubber boots. Of course, I finished the look with an elegant black beanie and gorgeous sunglasses. Since I’m not a skier, I didn’t have to worry about falling in the snow and getting all wet, but I still wore a base layer under my outfit to stay dry and warm, just in case I would catch one too many snowballs playing with the kids!
#2 For him
Well, my hubby, unlike me, is a passionate skier. Since he spent quite a lot of time on the slopes, he had to make sure to stay nice and dry. He wore an extra warm and cozy orange, no red for him, down jacket over a chunky knit sweater, sleek brown corduroy pants, wool socks, and stylish nubuck leather boots when he was not skiing. With his chunky beanie and scarf and Mister Spock at his side, he looked ever so dapper.
#3 For the children
Snow boots, wool socks, beanies and gloves, as well as a base layer, were a must everyday, as children tend to get wet very quickly in the snow. I packed several chunky knits, jeans and pants, so we had a lot to pick from. I found exquisite tartan hooded down vests for outdoors and they loved the thick tartan fleeces when they were in the cabin.
Christmas Eve was beautiful in our warm and cozy cabin. The next morning, awoken by the children’s cheers and Mister Spock's barking coming from the living room, we looked at one another. “I guess Santa Claus found out where we’d be spending Christmas," my husband said, winking at me.