C'mon Baby, Light My Fire!

I don't have a fireplace in our teeny, tiny home, but I do have about a gazillion stockings. So being the good little junker that I am, I just went out into the barn and found one. I had Cat Daddy drag it in and attach it to a wallway that leads to the kitchen. It's such a narrow space, I couldn't get a shot of the whole area. Please feel free to use your imagination. In the bottom opening I have a little vintage black heater (totally non-functional) that I filled with greenery and candles. I also place mirrors in the opening to reflect the light. I have to digress here for just a moment to say I don't have burning candles in areas where they could easily be bumped. I had a guest in a Christmas sweater set herself on fire one year! FYI-those things are highly flammable!!!! So no more lit candles for me. Instead I use those little battery flicker lights (one of the greatest inventions of all time) in votives. I get the glow without the lawsuits. Then on Christmas eve, C.D. hangs his stocking and I hang my red fishnet thigh highs and we're good to go!

Oh and in case anyone was looking for the perfect gift for me, I do collect the vintage jewelry trees and boxes. Are you reading this, C.D.? For those of you leaving this weekend to begin your holiday journeys and in case I don't see you until after Christmas, have a safe trip and A Merry Christmas!!!