Fiorella likes decorating for Christmas, and she does a bang-up job of it. Wreaths, red bows on everything bow-able, paper snowflakes she cuts anew each year, a tree that should be able to be seen from Mars--the works. But what she doesn't understand is the mindset of people, individuals, who spend thousands of dollars covering every inch of their homes and yards with displays that should be able to be seen all the way to Pluto.
Bling upon bling is not only wasteful, but tasteless, no matter what holiday it is.
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