I figured I ought to throw in some holiday content here during Holidailies. Today, we discuss why all white lights bore me, yet all one color are okay.
I love tacky lights. Multicolored lights are my friends, especially when there are way too many of them in one place. Adore. Our Christmas tree has multicolored lights on the tree one year and single colored ones the next. A lot of lights.
An absurd amount of them actually. Our tree is 6.5 feet tall, only 21 inches wide and there are 400 lights on it. Blue this year, to go with the silver and gold decorations that are draped over the tree. I had 100 more to go on it, but the one set didn’t work.
Back to the multicolored light thing, I love them. I have two mini trees, that if I ever get of my ass and put up, will be covered in them. They belong on my bookcase, but I haven’t made it that far yet. There is just too much going on.
In fact, really, this is all I have time for tonight. Remember: Lots of lights, good, multicolored ones are awesome, white ones are bad.