Yo, Vip! How about a little sneak peak of a mother/daughter sweater coat that has been sent off to the professionals to be sized? I have one to match, just on the final sleeve. It will be called, most likely, "Ice Hotel, Baby" after our - choke - accommodations in Rovaniemi, Lapland and in a nod to the Vanilla Ice song.
In case you're late to this, it has been Husband's dream to visit Lapland with his eventual (and now) kids to meet the real Father Christmas. I tried to explain that Father Christmas will soon be at the Warwick Mall but he chose to ignore me. Watch out Snow Hotel - and the toilet seat had better not be made of ice.