I've been admiring all things retro for several years now, and for as long as I've known about them, I've wanted an aluminum Christmas tree.
I've seen them in antique shops, but they seem to always be labeled "not for sale."
Guess what Rob and I found in my grandma's basement a few weeks ago? Yup, an aluminum Christmas tree. To say I was thrilled might be the understatement of the year.
I guess my grandparents never had the spinning light, but the box still had the instructions in it, so I know what to look for in antique shops.
My dad says that's just how his dad was - to keep the instructions in the box. His dad died the year before I was born, so this tidbit makes me smile. My dad says he never remembered his family putting up the tree - I take that to mean they used it probably in the mid-'50s.
All the pieces were there, and Rob and I filled it out together. It's so simple - all its branches are the same length, and they go into two connected, foil-covered wooden dowels with holes drilled in them.
The instructions say clearly - no lights. Honestly, it's so lovely that I'm not sure if we'll decorate it at all. (Rob actually has his heart set on getting a live tree too, but more about that later.)
I just used a piece of retro fabric from The I.D.E.A. Store as a skirt and have been admiring it ever since. The instructions say, "Properly handled and stored, it will give you many years of trouble-free enjoyment." I'll say.
As far as family heirlooms go, this one ranks right up there with my hutch , which also came from my grandma's farm