Are you as old as me and remember how waiters used to always turn up after you'd just lit a cigarette? Well, yesterday I was quite sad to have to hit the „report no gift“ button, but got proven wrong instantly.

My Santa sent me a lovely Phantom of the Opera blanket, which is fitting in so many ways. POTO means a lot to me, as it made me pick up music again and managed to remain my favorite musical (adaption) throughout the years. Blankets... it's the third blanket I got gifted this year – AND I'M USING THEM ALL! It will be united with a loving family, joining the never ending war against frozen feet.

I had a hard time taking pictures, because a) I suck at taking pictures and b) not even my kitchen provided enough blank space to get it folded out straight, but I hope it's sufficent to get a grasp of its majesty.

Oh, and of course it's not just a „blanket“... pff! It's a THROW blanket! I have no idea what exactly this changes, but for me it changes everything - this thing and I are gonna rock!

Dear Santa, thank you and have a lovely new year.

(Edit: After a little bit of google: It's based on a film version from 1925, how cool is this?)