I have a love hate relationship with tinsel. I hate the dust it holds (Tall Small and I sneeze for days). I love it wound round the banisters where it feels fluffy under your hand. I don't like it on trees because it always looks out of place to me - I can vaguely imagine that the ornaments have sprouted there as if by magic but unless it's fine whispery cobwebby tinsel, to my eyes it always looks plonked on.
But the children and Mr DC love it, and I have had my way for the last (many) years so this year, tinselly tree it is. And it does look like the decorations box has just been thrown at it, but I rather like it that way now.