EACH November and December I snap up all the home magazine Christmas releases. I soak up each title's carefully styled feature pages for the season and delight in seeing how design and fashions are reimagined into Christmas decor. I marvel at how each magazine crafts pages true to the idiosyncrasies of its title, yet taps into the Australian Christmas we all know and enjoy. I wonder at how those in cooler climes, with all the trimmings of a 'traditional' Christmas, would view these pages filled with bleached light, bare skin and tables laden with raw foods and fruits or chargrilled temptations still salty from the sea.
My magazines are clipped and pinned, new recipes are being tried, and yet, on the day, the favourites will win out. A Christmas tree littered with family memories, the Margaret Fulton pav, the platters of fresh cut fruit, the cheese log and spinach dip. There'll be a specially chosen frock, a bag packed ready to take to the beach and the camera will - as it always does - sit ready and untouched as hands are held out for food, to hold a hand, give a gift or receive one and, at some point, wash up.
It seems some things, the good things, don't change.
How are your Christmas plans coming along?