For me, Christmas has always been associated with Broadway and 5th Avenue lights, the Rockefeller Center tree, large woolen scarves wrapped around your head/neck/chest against the chilling winds, last-minute shopping frenzy, and hot chocolate thawing your frozen fingers at some cafe.
Singapore is “same same but different”. Observe…
An instant shopping village sprouted in the middle of the Takashimaya mall basement
A Christmas decoration booth at Takashimaya (for all the plastic pine trees, of course)
A 3-storey Christmas tree in the main lobby of the Takashimaya, where families take group shots and look at foreign brands they can never afford
Orchard Road with lights (it puzzles me that they are in the shape of snowflakes)
A group of elder-angels getting ready for a street performance in front of, where else, a mall called Paragon
I don’t know… am not feeling that holiday magic, despite the carols constantly pumped through the malls and food courts. I think I always had an issue with the hyper-commercialization of Christmas (and holidays in general) in the U.S. but Singapore managed to go a step further by emulating snowscapes and evergreens.
Bah humbug.
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