Four Christmas Eves
Christmas Eve is an evening full of wonder, not just for the little ones, but also for the adults, who have kept the child in them well and alive. I happen to be one of them and love the Christmas spirit. As soon as the first of December hits, I start blasting my Christmas music throughout the apartment while decorating my Christmas tree and putting ornaments on all my walls.
Christmas Eve at home
Six years ago, the holiday was particularly special, since I had just married my husband, John, three months before. It was our first Christmas together. We stayed home and cooked dinner. He bought the champagne (didn’t you know Christmas and champagne both start with a “c” for a reason?) ... and I bought a fabulous black, silk maxi dress with long sleeves and a slit and paired it with dazzling, pink jewelled, ankle strap heels. A girl’s got to look good even while staying at home! My lovely husband was my best accessory on that night, as he had chosen a black suit with a simple, crisp white button down shirt and looked very dapper.
Five years later, we decided to go home for the holidays to see my parents, who live in California. Because we live in Australia and hadn’t been able to see them in a while, we were very excited to reintroduce them to their grandson, whom they had unfortunately only seen once since he was born. For Christmas Eve, I wanted the three of us to dress up and we had fun choosing our outfits in Christmas red.
I donned an elegant, red sheath midi dress with long sleeves and cut-out shoulders and paired it with glamorous red high heel mules. John wore a dark grey suit with a white button down shirt and black leather lace-up shoes, the subtle red details being in his tartan tie and socks.
Of course, our little Aiden, who was four at the time, looked as fashionable as his mom and dad, sporting a pair of black pants, a stylish red and black Oxford shirt in buffalo check with a black bow tie and he wore adorable black boots. You can imagine how much his polished look absolutely delighted his grandparents!
Christmas in the Caribbean
Last year, John surprised me on our seventh anniversary with a fabulous trip to the Caribbean for Christmas. His parents had offered to take their grandson for the holiday and we knew they were going to spoil him while we were gone. Well, this time, we didn’t mind!
Christmas Eve was amazing ... and so romantic! John had asked the hotel to arrange a candlelight dinner for us on the beach, so I decided to wear a simple, elegant, spaghetti strap beaded silk gown and carried my ankle strap sandals, because of the sand. He wore a stylish, crisp white bermuda with a light blue button down and an elegant, beige jacket with a chic, dark blue square pocket and no shoes! Very fitting for the occasion, since the nights in this part of the world are still so warm that time of the year. His look epitomized Caribbean chic!
At the Waldorf Astoria
Last year my dad treated my mum to a Christmas in New York. There is nothing in the world more elegant than a Christmas in New York! Paris may well be the most romantic city in the world, but New York is the most glamorous one during the holiday season.
They dined and stayed at the prestigious Waldorf Astoria. Well, it doesn’t get any better than that!
My mom wore a striking, flowing scarf halter gown in a gorgeous ash color with sumptuous, sequin high heel pumps and my dad wore a dashing, black tuxedo with patent leather shoes.
I certainly hope John and I will look that elegant when we are older!