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Holiday Fashionable Quote of the Week

Posted in Arts, Events, Fashion, Uncategorized, Vintage, tagged , , , , , , , on December 20, 2021| Leave a Comment »

This is my childhood stocking. It’s made from burlap and has seen many a Christmas morning.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

This week’s quote is from A Visit from St. Nicholas, by Clement Clarke Moore, 1822.

Stockings are a favorite Christmas tradition. When I was growing up, stockings were just for kids, but it seems now everyone gets one.

The story goes that in the 4th century CE good old St. Nicholas dropped some coins down the chimney of needy families and the coins just happened to slip into stockings hanging near the fire to dry. The idea caught on and eventually expanded into a Christmas Morning tradition. The first Christmas stockings would have been everyday plain but, by the early 20th century commercialized pre-packaged stockings were for sale as were embellished stockings.

I was recently reminded of the joys of Christmas stockings by a blog post, The Holiday Stocking written by Becca Carr from Tatter, a textile library located in Brooklyn. Tatter offers classes and unique items for sale, all to do with fabric. They also publish a journal and a blog called The Fold.

Here’s to Christmas stockings!

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Fashionable Quote of the Week by Clement Clarke Moore

Posted in Events, Fashion, Uncategorized, Vintage, tagged , , , , , on December 24, 2018| Leave a Comment »

 

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He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

 

Excerpt from ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas by Clement Clarke Moore.

Happy Christmas to all and to all a good-night.

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