Today is the first of our Holiday Cheer parties! I'm linking up over at Ten June and Our Fifth House today. Head on over and show off your mantel. I've been waiting anxiously to share my Scandinavian inspired mantel with you guys. It's been up since the week before Thanksgiving. No apologies; I'm owning it.
So what exactly defines a Scandinavian mantel? Honestly, I'm not really sure. In my mind, it has a simple color palette with lots of white, minimal decorations (perhaps some homemade), and an earthy vibe. If it looks like IKEA was involved, you're in the neighborhood. So, I'm deeming mine a Scandinavian mantel. I hope I don't offend anyone with a more sophisticated sense of Nordic style.
I rarely spend much on Christmas decorations, because I feel an unnatural need to change things up every year. For eleven months, my mantel is constantly being rearranged and rarely do I like the way it looks. December is the one month when I love it. This year I allowed myself to spend $20 for a new look.
Here's how it all came together... I took a frame that was in the attic and used a gold paint pen on butcher paper to create the Noel art. I found the little cardboard box houses on sale at Michael's for $1.50, painted them white, and decorated with some pom-poms and gold trim. (These were so much fun; I wish I would have bought more.) The little trees are from Wal Mart, .$75- $1.00 each. The paper stars took a while but cost me nothing since I had white card stock and string on hand. I used this tutorial and then added a little gold paint pen on the creases of each star.
I didn't get Gemma's stocking in the pictures...we haven't had a lot of sun lately, which makes it hard to take pics indoors. I posted a pic of it on Instagram though. My friend crocheted it, and I just think it's the cutest thing. (BTW-She makes them for $15. Email me for details if interested.)
We are watching the first of our holiday movies tonight, and this year I am FORCING my husband to watch White Christmas. He's never seen it and feigns snoring every time I bring it up. After that, I typically lecture him on how he is missing the most classic and glorious of all Christmas movies. I yell "Bing flippin' Crosby!"and rehash the plot and finish off by singing "Sisters". He stares at me with a blank look and says, "Exactly."
...And then we just watch Elf.