In my family, hand-made stockings are such a tradition.
My parents' stockings are long and skinny knit ones - like actually knitted by my mother's grandmother. They're red, green and ivory, with their names knit around the top. Great-grandmother Marie made them for everyone in the family, including my Dad when he married in. And those stockings are maddeningly stretchy, making them tough to fill to the top year after year.
My Grandma Younce, my dad's mom, made the stockings for my brothers and sisters and me. And most or all of my cousins on the Younce side. They're all sweet beaded things, each different but along the same lines. My mom told me they were made from kits - she guesses Bucilla - which were very popular at the time.
Then when my oldest sister was 19, she got married. Suddenly we had a new family member. And he needed a stocking. So my mom, queen of clever applique, took the fact that he was a competitive skier, and whipped out a cool skiing stocking. And a multi-generational tradition was born.
As in-laws, and then children, started to join the clan, each got a stocking made for them. By my mid-twenties, though still single, I decided I wanted a "grown-up" stocking, so I asked my mom to make me one. I wanted black velvet and Chinese silk. And this is what I got:
Last year was Poppy's first Christmas. And I just wasn't up to the weighty creative task of designing or executing a stocking. So she just used my old childhood one. This year, I was more ready. I had a few ideas, and started to hone in on the idea of a bauble ornament. First, I sought inspiration.
|2011 US Christmas stamps|
|Window decals at World Market|
|A DVD gift box that was tucked in my Christmas wrapping box - this was the final spark I needed!|
I traced Ed's for the basic shape (all of ours are slightly different shapes and sizes and I like it that way.) The sock is of heathered green felt and the top is white minky. I shaped the name out of pink tinsel wire, then tacked it on every 1/4 to 1/2 inch or so.