Mr Taurus and I put up a Christmas Tree together in his Brooklyn apartment. Nontraditional, yes, but neither of us has bothered to even get a tree in the past few years
(no Ken doll tree topper is complete without being bound to a Rainbow Brite sherbet star)
When I was in college, I convinced my sister that a white tree was the Modern choice and tres, tres chic. Even though my mom isn't the biggest fan and I can't come home, my family still puts the white tree up every year
Mr Taurus surprised me with a bit of MD in NY
(before)
It 'twas such a sweet Christmasy evening together and our own way of celebrating
Mr Taurus getting in the spirit
(pink boas and dollar store flowers... still needs more)
(I'm not tall)
(oops, I forgot: the tinsel goes on the tree)
surveying the progress, Mr Taurus realizes exactly what the tree needs
More dolls!
(he's a perfectionist always looking for ways to heighten the environment)
(tinsel aftermath)
(the view from the outside)