It's been raining nonstop in Philly lately but I was greeted to a gorgeous blanket of snow when I got to my parents house in New Jersey yesterday. This weekend we started the holiday season off with a bang as 15 of my family members, M and I sat down to Wigilia at my cousins' house. My parents and I made the pierogies again (recipe to come) and my little cousin Alexa entertained us all night.
And here's my Wigilia skirt. My great-aunt Regina had a very similar one (a huge wool wrap skirt with appliqued camels) and I am carrying on the tradition with this one that I found at a thrift store a few years ago. I'm proud to take on the 80-year-old role now that there are so few of that generation left to attend Wigilia.