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Check Out Some Of The Most Tiny And Adorable Nacimientos

From late November until mid-January, many families display their Christmas nativity scenes, also known as nacimientos. Here are some miniature nativity scenes that are too adorable to handle. ?

Check out this tiny nacimiento that fits inside a jar.

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Sooooo cute!! ?

There’s also this gorgeous beaded nativity scene.

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So tiny, yet so many beads and so many colors!

The detail is amazing!

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It must take a lot of patience to create something like this.

This nacimiento is crocheted from head to toe.


Yet another nativity scene that takes lots of time and patience to create.

Here’s a nativity scene in the style of Russian matryoshka dolls.


All of the little dolls can be stacked inside the largest doll!

And if you don’t have any room at your house for a nacimiento, you can hang up a painting of it like this one:


Just as beautiful and colorful as figurines.

Check out these rad nativity scenes from Tucson, Arizona.


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It doesn’t get any more elegant than this miniature nacimiento in a glass. ✨


The tiny gold details are beautiful.

And if you’re a fan of Precious Moments…


Literally, so precious. ?

There’s also this travel-size nacimiento that can be easily stored and quickly displayed.


All made by hand with clay and paint. Amazing.

Maybe you prefer these teeny-weeny nativity scenes made as Christmas tree ornaments.


So small and so detailed! ☺️

This colorful nacimiento was made in Ecuador.


Yet another vibrant and super original nativity scene.

Here’s a nacimiento made by hand with cake pastillage.


So sweet. Literally. ?

And here is a crafted display of Belén, where the nacimiento took place.


The rustic details on this nacimiento are everything. ??


READ: These are the Fun and Sometimes Wacky Tradiciones de Navidad We Love

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Mariah Carey’s ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’ Is Already Everywhere And It Is Only October

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Mariah Carey’s ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’ Is Already Everywhere And It Is Only October

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It is a fact that 2020 has tested us more than any year before. Everything that could have gone wrong has gone wrong. There is a virus keeping us home, wildfires are ravaging the West Coast, and, well, politics. It is only October and people are finding solace in a likely unlikely place: Mariah Carey’s “All I Want For Christmas Is You.”

It is October and “All I Want For Christmas Is You” has already been No. 1 on the Billboard Charts.

Only Mariah Carey could have a Christmas song make it to the No. 1 spot months before Christmas. We can only speculate that the state of the world right now is making people crave something joyous and jolly. And, tbh, if you are reading this you have either secretly listened to the song, are currently listening to the song, or know someone who is already listening to this song.

“All I Want For Christmas Is You” reached No. 1 for the first time last year. The song, written in 1994, took 25 years for the song to make it to No 1 and that is just a travesty of epic proportions. However, it is never too late to truly appreciate the truly important cultural touchstones of our society.

Carey’s greatest song is literally taking over people.

Those first few notes just make the whole world hit differently, in all honesty. Not to mention that Christmas is more Christmas-y when “All I Want For Christmas Is You” is playing. The air gets colder and there are suddenly sleigh bells ringing in the distance. The iconic Christmas song is a very important part of American culture and history.

Even the kids are rocking out to “All I Want For Christmas Is You.”

It seems that the anthem for this Halloween is “All I Want For Christmas Is You.” This is not up for debate, according to Twitter. People are all spending time listening to this holiday bop as a way to make the year go a little bit faster and end 2020 without anymore damage.

So many people are being forced to listen to the song because of those around them.

There is nothing wrong with celebrating the holidays early. Everyone is just trying to make it through the remaining months of 2020 with some kind of comfort. If that comfort comes from one of the greatest songs ever created on this planet, then that’s okay too.

If you need to mix it up, there is no lack of covers out there to enjoy.

There is the Dolly Parton/Jimmy Fallon version, but they are not the only ones. You can also check out Ariana Grande, Fifth Harmony, and Idina Menzel giving their own spins on the holiday classic. Yes, classic. Like Carey, this song will likely outlive every single one of us.

You can check out the original music video for “All I Want For Christmas Is You” below.

Oh, and there is a 2019 version so there goes your weekend.

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Día De Los Reyes Was The First Time I Allowed My S.O. To Experience My Culture

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Día De Los Reyes Was The First Time I Allowed My S.O. To Experience My Culture

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For many who regularly take part in the holiday season, Christmas traditions are strongly tied to religious beliefs and practices. The ways in which the customs around the holiday season are carried out often deeply rooted in cultural rituals and they often vary from family to family. For my Puerto Rican family, the holiday season is drawn out well past the first of January when radio stations reel back on the jingles and Mariah Carey classics. For us, the Twelve Days Of Christmas sales or songs we know of don’t relate to the days leading up to December 25, but rather the twelve days in between Christmas Day and January 6 The Epiphany, a biblical day that marks the final leg of the  Three Wise Men’s journey to deliver gold, frankincense and myrrh to Jesus Christ.

Día De Los Reyes has always been an especially important day for my family. The fact that “reyes” is my mother’s maiden name has only made the day a little sweeter.

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A more popular holiday back on the island, my abuela and abuelo Reyes brought their traditions to the mainland with them in the 1950s.

On the evening of January 5, each member of my family from grandfather to my youngest sobrino pull out cardboard shoe and clothing boxes (all marked with our names, drawn on and decorated over the years with crayons, markers, and glitter pens) to take part in a tradition that we hold dear in our hearts. After we’ve filled the boxes with snacks like carrots, lettuce, and sometimes grass for the Three Kings’ camels to munch on as they pass through our town we stick the boxes under our beds. Finally, just as we would with Santa Claus, we write the Three Kings–Los Reyes–a handwritten note wishing them safe travels as the journey to see the baby Jesus hoping that as they did with him on that first Epiphany, they’ll leave a small gift or token of some sort under our boxes.

Dia De Los Reyes functions similarly to Christmas Eve in my family. We all wake up and check under our boxes to see if we were good enough this year to receive any gifts. We’d go to mass together, where as kids we’d hope that maybe Los Reyes stayed in town with their camels long enough that day to be at the church community center to pose for photos. We would visit family and eat pernil and arroz con gandules, dishes reserved for celebrations and holidays.

As I got older I went to mass only sometimes and stopped looking to get my photos with Los Reyes.

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I never stopped checking my box for gifts though, or remembering each rey by the names older relatives taught me to write in my letters: Balthasar, Melchior, and Gaspar. As an adult I focused on new ways to celebrate “being a king,” as my family would say, and took on the role of expert coquito maker.

When I started dating and began wanting to bring boyfriends home for the holidays, part of my new role during the holiday season also unintentionally became one of both gatekeeper and teacher of my Puerto Rican culture. As a sophomore in college, I brought my then boyfriend home for December for the first time. In my household, Noche Buena, Christmas Day, New Years Day, New Year’s Eve, and Dia De Los Reyes were all days set aside for family, exclusively. I knew not to ask for exceptions, and in the past had willfully or grudgingly passed up holiday and New Years parties to honor the expectation of being en familia.

But in my twenties I badly started to yearn for my first New Years kiss and wanted, even more, to share part of my twelve days of Christmas with somebody who mattered to me.

My parents, on the other hand, were hesitant. Dia De Los Reyes was about Los Reyes, as in my family.

My boyfriend was someone they saw a few times a year and knew of only from phone calls, letters, texts, and video chats. Someone so unfamiliar certainly wasn’t considered family, and moreover someone who wasn’t Latino couldn’t possibly understand the sanctity of the day we’d honored so lovingly all our lives.

Most concerning of all, Dia De Los Reyes is also known among some circles as “the poor man’s Christmas,” my grandparents’ explanation being that back in the days of Jesus, being a king didn’t mean wealth like it means today. It meant that the giftschildren and observers receive in their boxes today are small, like a $10 gift card, socks, some mittens, or maybe candy. The last thing my family needed was for some guy they didn’t know to reach into an old shoebox of all things, pull out socks, and think we were cheap. With some convincing and a little grumbling, my family allowed me to write my boyfriend’s name on a box, fill it with lettuce and put it under my bed on January 5.

That night as I lay in bed, I did feel nervous knowing that I was bringing somebody into such a special part of my life that no one had ever seen before outside of my parents. Earlier in the day, I made sure to explain to him how seriously my family took our family only traditions, and how it wasn’t just about the religious holiday but the namesake that ties us to one another. I felt silly as I highlighted decorating beat-up boxes as one of my favorite traditions, something I hadn’t ever admitted out loud. Quiet and reserved, he listened to my stories but didn’t ask any questions.

In the morning, I still had my family only morning mass and our opening of gifts, but later that day my boyfriend was invited over for pasteles, coquito, and the checking of his first and only Three Kings Day box.

My parents observed with critical eyes as he went through the motions of our traditions, seeming charmed by the gifts of a hat and gloves left resting on top of torn up shreds of lettuce, proof that Los Reyes had come through our house. As he followed our lead I sat hoping that by participating in the events himself, he might better understand where my love for my culture comes from, or maybe even briefly feel the same sense of childhood joy I do on that day each year. Admittedly, it was an awkward day for everyone involved and not filled with all the magic I had hoped for. Nonetheless, I still felt proud of myself for being able to break down a barrier that had long existed between myself and not only romantic connections but a friend, too.

I wanted the opportunity to show those outside of my family the part of my identity that I hadn’t always made transparent in my daily life, even if that meant that they didn’t understand or wouldn’t “get it” at first.

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Even though the person who got to take the test run of my family only traditions and I aren’t together anymore, a few years ago he broke the mold for being able to bring others into a part of my life I was using to shutting so many close to me out of.n Maybe he did think that of us, our gifts, or the day we celebrate as cheap, but after the fact I, didn’t care. In the years that have followed, what has mattered most to me has been that I could start sharing Reyes, this name that laid down the foundation to who I am before I was ever born, and all the nuances that come with it with those I want to know me better.

This Dia De Los Reyes will be one of a few Reyes family festivities that my current boyfriend will be participating in, and another year where my family pulls out his box and welcomes his extra cheer into our holidays. While he’s still learning about my roots, I’m still learning that I can take these moments and use them to bring myself closer to my culture and my loved ones.


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