Seven years ago my husband and I stopped getting a Christmas tree. We had just moved to San Francisco, were living in a studio, and had sold our car. San Francisco doesn’t sell trees on the sidewalk like they do here in New York, and paying for a cab to bring it home where there wasn’t even room didn’t scream “merry and bright”. So we skipped it! Instead, we set out on foot with a hot chocolate thermos in hand to search for other people’s decorations. It’s since become a tradition so I proudly present: New York City at Christmas, a photo tour!