Above: Lansbury sings with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir
Angela Lansbury, in the 1966 Broadway production of Mame calls for “Candles in the window” in the classic song from that musical, “We Need a Little Christmas.” We know what she’s talking about. She needs her spirits lifted and nothing helps elevate the mood as the warm glow and holiday scent that a candle can deliver. Or maybe two candles. Hey! It’s the holidays — how about ten or twenty candles!
Fragrance triggers memory like no other sense — especially long term memory. All it takes is a scent of something from your childhood — say, your mother’s perfume — and you are instantly transported back to that time. Because of this, what we smell can subconsciously affect our moods. If the scent of oranges and cinnamon reminds you of happy holiday memories, then let’s light up a few candles.
And remember, just as you have fond recollections ignited by scent from your own childhood, the fragrances you bring into your home can create new traditions that your family will come to have lovely associations with.
Custom scented candles can be perfect for turning a bad day into a better one. When you come home from work, light a custom scented candle that will let you forget the stresses of the day. What better way to do that than to remind your brain of a time when you weren’t stressed out? Do you “need a little Christmas?” Light the Bitter Orange or Balsam…or better yet, light them both. We do.
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We Need a Little Christmas (partial lyrics)
Haul out the holly;
Put up the tree before my spirit falls again.
Fill up the stocking,
I may be rushing things, but deck the halls again now.
For we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute,
Candles in the window,
Carols at the spinet.
Yes, we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute.
It hasn’t snowed a single flurry,
But Santa, dear, we’re in a hurry;
So climb down the chimney;
Put up the brightest string of lights I’ve ever seen.
Slice up the fruitcake;
It’s time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough.