I grabbed the sparkling tree as soon as I walked into the museum gift shop. Funny how there are some things you don't have to think twice about.
Maybe fourteen inches high; a rigid narrow cone, with what seems to be a sequined trim wound round and round it, stiffened with something. The trim, if that's what it's made with, isn't totally sequined all along it, but it looks like a light brownish yarn or thread with some sequins dotted along it, which keeps the whole from looking garish.
It's on a shelf above the sink, a just-right mix of rustic glimmer.