Or, at least, in an Anglican church on the east coast. Christmastide is my favorite season, because I get to wear all sorts of finery. I have different outfits for Christmas Eve (and Christmas Day; I don’t bother to change); New Year’s Eve; New Year’s Day (I do change my outfit for the morning service: the difference is subtle but important); and Epiphany. Here are pictures of me in all my resplendent glory. For an explanation of why I wear only a clock on New Year’s Day, see my blog post from a few years ago.