Graduating to Designer

What do people do on Christmas Day apart from eating a lot? I suppose they go from one relative to another, or perhaps they make an effort to meet all at the same place this once a year. Cool. Except that not all of us have large families, or extended families. I cannot remember what we did as kids, perhaps because it's been so long, and also perhaps I was never alone, since I had this twin tagging along with me. We used to love the presents which looked big, size was an issue. The bigger the present, the more the fun. No cousins, no other kids to play with, it was just me and my boy. But it was ok. Now, everything's changed. I would never find fault with a tiny present; tiny as in size. Nor with a present which comes in the form of a greeting card with cash stuffed inside it. I still prefer the actual presents though. But if someone has been too busy, then I'm ok with that, I'll take presents in the Euro denomination, no problem, and no questions asked. But a lot has changed. I have changed, and my twin has changed. We have graduated from Playmobil to Cavalli, Chanel, Cartier, and Versace. And I also cannot find any fault with Dior. Our presents have shrunk in size, but not in cost. And we have grown in size, and probably not very much in the mental stakes. We love designer, and I'm not very sure that that's a grown-up thing to do, but we all have our weaknesses. My mum, for instance, wouldn't be able to tell the difference between a Rolex and a watch off the Monti. My dad also isn't very finicky on labels. So we cannot have inherited the gene. And I cannot see it anywhere all through the family. It's just us. We do not even live under the same roof anymore, although that in itself is perhaps a blessing. But what I secretly never mention, although I know it's present, is this inherent sibling love which would be very hard to beat. That is why i will forever love my twin and his choices no matter what choice. And I hope he does the same.