Some hard-core fashionistas will argue that a major holiday involving lots of food and good cheer (especially of the alcoholic kind) is the best possible occasion to roll out the wardrobe big guns. That organza hostess apron as gossamer as the down off a thistle. A long taffeta skirt that rustles and crackles like the logs on the yule fire. A shimmery sequin top that outglimmers the star in the east.
I beg to differ. I think there's no time like a family gathering than to indulge in flaming fashion kitsch. Flashing LED earrings. Candy-cane striped stockings. Or, most delightfully dreadful of all, a classic Christmas sweater. Colin Firth, I'm staring at you. If it's too late for you to pick up one of your own, feast your eyes on the following website, and plan ahead for next year . . .