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One evening, I found myself staring at the elongated, red sock that hung on a wall hook near the main door of my home, while soaking my feet in Epsom salt. Then, it occurred to me that Christmas is coming! If you’re heading to the shopping malls soon, you’re likely to be greeted with vibrant and unique Christmas décor. Perhaps, at the point of posting, you’re still desperately hunting for the perfect Christmas present for your best friend. The question is this: what’s with our annual pre-occupation with the fantasy of Santa?

Shall we sleigh our way into the origins and folklore of Santa Claus? Debuting in the American English press in the 18^th century, Santa Claus has always been linked to St Nicholas, known for his charitable tendencies. Despite his status having come under scrutiny during the continent-wide Reformation, Hollanders were determined to rekindle the spirit of giving. Thus, “Sinterklaas” was born. To bring excitement to the children, it is said that “Sinterklaas”, riding on his horses, would quietly slip gifts into their shoes, with the understanding that the kids would reciprocate by providing light bites for his horses. Armed with elves, “Sinterklaas” would gallop across rooftops in red clothing. Apparently, gifts would be sent through one’s chimney.

In a poem publicised in the 1820s for the US, the image of “Sinterklaas” was punctuated with a toy-filled sack, a fat belly, and a sleigh with a team of reindeer. However, the version that we’ve come to adore today is an expansion on the illustration provided by the late satirist Thomas Nast.

This got me reminiscing about the gift exchange practice held at my previous office. Two weeks before we were made to place our Christmas presents under the tree, we were requested to purchase something that must also meet the minimum amount. The following day, we were asked to pick a name from a box a la lucky draw.  Now, here’s the fun bit – as givers, we could choose whether or not to reveal our names to the recipient.  I felt that it was best to put my name down.

But here’s the thing: how sincere are we today? For instance, an ex-colleague of mine didn’t know what to make of her gift vouchers!

Meanwhile, I once received a pair of earrings from someone who chose to conceal her/his identity. When some of my ex-colleagues saw what I had gotten, they crowded round my cubicle and said, “Wow, it suits your skin tone”. Dear Secret Santa, thank you for the pair that would make any lady’s heart melt.

Ultimately, I can’t imagine a world without Santa. Our shopping malls would be less lively. There will be no such thing as Christmas tree headaches.  Without Santa, Christmas carols wouldn’t exist. Additionally, the greeting “Merry Christmas” would never be heard. More importantly, this post will never even be crafted. Till then, have a stylish Christmas!