Dear Tinsel Post Readers,
Ah, Christmas in July. The one time of year when the North Pole tries to pretend it’s a beach town, and I pretend I didn’t just get a sunburn from standing too close to the Cocoa Volcano Grill.
There’s a certain chaos that hits when elves trade in their scarves for sunglasses and snowglobes for pool floats. I’ll admit, I got swept up in it. I even bought a pair of “peppermint-print board shorts” from Tinsel Trends and attempted something called “sledboarding.” (It’s like snowboarding, but on artificially frozen pudding. Yes, pudding. Why? No one knows.)
Of course, Christmas in July isn’t just about poorly thought-out sports. It’s about spirit. It’s about community. It’s about attempting to host a “Frozen Fruitcake Bake-Off” in 80-degree weather and watching all the entries melt into one ominous blob of candied disaster.
And yet… I love it.
The sleigh bells playing steel drum covers. The reindeer doing synchronized cannonballs into the peppermint plunge pool. The annual Elf-on-a-Shelf limbo competition (spoiler alert: Jibby Twinkletoes is freakishly flexible). It all reminds me why this place is magic—even when it’s sweating through its fur-lined boots.
So as we continue this glittery midyear celebration, remember: you don’t need snowflakes to feel festive. All you need is a little joy, a lot of sunscreen, and maybe a reindeer wearing sunglasses. Trust me—it works every time.
Keep it cool (literally),
Jingle P. Peppermint
Editor-in-Chief
The Tinsel Post
P.S. If you find tinsel in your fruit salad… I regret nothing.
