This vintage German angel dates to the early 1950s, and is nearly 18 inches tall. I woke up earlier than usual this morning and the sun was just pouring through my east window, highlighting her golden foil wings, and illuminating her ornate brocade gown, and soft, wavy and flowing hair. I have a strand of my mother's pearls hanging on her, too. While I suppose she's technically a Christmas ornament, I leave her out all year 'round as she's just so peaceful looking. Her arms are outstretched with her palms facing upwards, in what reminds me of a yoga position. She originally held small candles although one of the holders is now missing. With her closed eyes, and golden crown, she seems non-denominational to me.