In anticipation of the holiday season, we ventured forth to the land of Sharper Image in search of Portland’s best mall Santa. Wishes were professed, Cinnabons were consumed and all were bathed in the Christmas miracle of commerce.
Stalking Santa
In anticipation of the holiday season, we ventured forth to the land of Sharper Image in search of Portland’s best mall Santa. Wishes were professed, Cinnabons were consumed and all were bathed in the Christmas miracle of commerce.
Santas are measured on a scale of 1–10, wherein 10 is Edmund Gwenn in Miracle on 34th Street and 1 is Tim Allen in The Santa Clause 3: The Escape Clause.
Lloyd Center Possible booziness: 8 Witty banter: 2 Realness of beard: 7 Likelihood of performing heartwarming Christmas miracle: Slight. Joyfulness was called into question at several points. No “ho-ho-ho”-ing. Santa “Greg” Claus had just started his rounds when I came in to share my wish list with him and he already seemed halfway downtrodden. We kvetched a bit and I found that he had, in fact, gone to PSU at one point but left after his sophomore year. I mentioned that my slipshod class work and general incompetence had me headed for a similar fate. There was a pregnant pause as we both considered the soul-crushing ramifications of this statement. I then asked him for some ice skates.
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Pioneer Place Possible booziness: 3 Witty banter: 8.5 Realness of beard: 10 Likelihood of performing heartwarming Christmas miracle: Almost guaranteed. Hands down the best Santa. Thoroughly enjoyed the plaid accents, the coloring book and candy cane. Talked to me as if I was 6 years old and I didn’t mind it, actually I prefer it when it comes to St. Nick. When asking for a pony, Santa warmly replied, “You ask for that every year,” and instead offered an Easy-Bake Oven, which I already have but I wouldn’t mind another. Thanks, Santa.
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Downtown Macy’s Possible booziness: 7 Witty banter: 7 Likelihood of performing heartwarming Christmas miracle: Unlikely, unless you shell out $15.99 for a pack of digital photo prints. As opposed to Lloyd Center and Pioneer Place, where both Santas were displayed in what would be considered a central location, Macy’s elected to retrofit their basement into a kind of holiday dungeon that was decorated like a cross between the living room of a kindly old woman and hell. Heartwarming and gaudy Christmas ornaments were sandwiched side by side with blaring red wallpaper and the lifeless machinations of an army of animatronic elves. In the middle of this disconcerting menagerie sat Santa, enthusiastically lording over his minions, which included the aforementioned elves and reindeer as well as a small army of Art Institute graduates manning the photography equipment. I asked him for ice skates and he told me a meandering story involving falling through thin sheets of ice. The Art Institute graduates then asked me for $15.99 for copies of digital photos. I declined. |