Here I am standing in the big living room in the house I grew up in.
My mother used to put cheap Christmas decorations on every inch possible. It was always warm, unorganized, and beautiful. I have depicted myself dressed in an imaginary hanbok, with colors and patterns from the Swedish national dress, specifically those from the northern area where I was raised (Västerbotten). In the cute and romantic Christmas postcards that were sent every year to family and friends, I saw small Santas, horse sleighs, and blonde kids playing in the snow.
I put myself in this postcard. I’ve always been here. I have just never been a postcard.
Merry Christmas from Cecilia Hei Mee, Stockholm, Sweden