This is a tale of two stainless silver and gold aluminum trees -- an upstairs tree and a downstairs tree -- and how I came to (temporarily) own both.
Our story begins at an estate sale that was held at a house that was known for its holiday decorations. In fact, this was the sign, along with lots of lights and garland, that greeted the west side of Syracuse every November. It was just a bit over the top.
As was the house where the sale it was. A rambling split level, it had been added onto several times and it had a rather stange layout that required one to go through a bathroom to find the third-floor master bedroom (a detail that will become important later). The decor inside was a bit much as well -- foiled wallpaper, mirrors on the walls and a spiral staircase.
But I digress, don't I?
The downstairs tree was on the first floor, which was actually the garage and the basement. It was in it original but now mangled box amid shelves and shelves of catering supplies. (The lady who owned the house had been a caterer.)
The upstairs tree was on the third floor, in the master bedroom, which was only accessible through that bathroom. It was decorated with a lots of gold balls and several beaded and needlepointed ornaments, and it had been up year-round for as long as anyone could remember.
I grabbed the downstairs tree after learning that that the upstairs tree was $125, which was more than I wanted to take a chance on. Because the downstairs tree didn't have a stand, I managed to buy it for just $10. I hoped to find a stand later, and in fact, I later learned that this particular brand of tree didn't come with a stand. You supplied your own.
So at the end of sale day, I came home with the downstairs tree, plus a few more over-the-top holiday decorations, including:
Kitschy flocked centerpiece and two vintage Santa dolls with a bunch of plaid ribbon wired to them.
Luckily, that ribbon was easily removed.
But I couldn't stop thinking about the upstairs tree so I went back to the sale to submit a bid on it. I didn't hear anything more after the sale or on Sunday, the day after. So on Monday, when this particular sale company holds its final markdowns, I went back.
The tree was still there, and after much negotiation, I bought it and all the ornaments on it.
Now came the hard part: getting this sucker dismantled in less than two hours in 90-degree heat. Somehow the house that was over the top didn't have any air conditioning.
I pulled off what were easily more than 100 gold ball ornaments, then the fancy beaded ornaments and finally all the gold and silver foil branches. The original box was nowhere to be found but luckily, a very nice lady found me a big new box to haul it all home.So, in the end, this is the upstairs tree, re-assembled.
I think it is 7 feet tall and was made by Revlis. And from what I have read, a silver and gold tree is more rare than the silver ones.
And, yes, it is shiny and it is bright.
And speaking of that, here are a few more of my other finds:
Enormous Polish ornaments and a figural that I think is a pig, but Mr. VS says is a cow. Pig? Cow? Opinions?
And a roll of very over-the-top pink foil wallpaper that has a wonderful retro charm to it.
And what have you found lately?