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My guilty pleasure

Why even a design editor throws good taste out the window at Christmas

By Hugo Macdonald

Walking through London’s Columbia Road flower market last weekend with a friend I was moved to tell him of my love for silver and gold spray-painted birch branches. He looked aghast. “They’re horribly tacky, I’m a bit shocked,” he said. I was shocked by his reaction. Sprayed branches take me back to Christmases of my youth, watching my mother unleash rattly cans of spray paint over branches and pinecones and the ­occasional piece of fruit,…



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