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I stopped doing daily obsessions because I felt like I was too “commercial,” like posting about materialistic things somehow cheapened my other writing. Annnnd that might be true, but whatever. Sometimes a girl just gets a little obsessed with materialistic things. ‘Cause we are living in a material world…
Yesterday, I was sitting in a Starbucks near my Paris campus. Our school is roughly 1,000 students and doesn’t really have a student center or any place to comfortably kill time between classes and meetings, so I’m a regular at this Starbucks—got one of those little stamp cards and everything. It was November 8th (8th!) and they were playing Christmas music and had glittery greenery dispersed throughout the store, and those super white-trash tacky little window clingy things on the sliding doors. Outside on Rue St. Domonique, and throughout the 7th arrondissement, the streets were lined with lights.
On November 8th.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Christmas, but having decorations up starting now means they’re there for two whole months. That’s 1/6th of the year. Hardly makes the holidays special, wouldn’t you say? I’m no Mrs. Scrooge, but the holidays are different now: basically because my family doesn’t celebrate them anymore. I venture out to California, but we don’t do presents, so it’s all a little different (though not bad; we volunteer and serve 1,500 meals to the homeless the morning of the 25th).
But if there is one thing to get me in the holiday spirit, it’s Kate Spade, with her super cheery, colorful, glitter-ridden goodies. I just got her holiday gift guide email, which I don’t condemn coming this early—two months of Christmas music will drive a girl kookoo, but so will cramming all your holiday shopping into the last week. Spade’s designs are just so goddamn happy. One of her tag lines is “Live Colorfully,” and I think it’s a great mantra and message. Her designs are timeless and I can’t help but want every last goodie. Okay, not every one, but a lot.
Or her taxi mittens that I’ve obsessed over since last year (she also had these quotation (“) ones that were subtle and SOOOOO cute for a little journalist).
She even makes socks fun. As they—I—say… Obsessed.