How would Santa turn up in 2025
If Santa arrived fresh into today’s world, he wouldn’t drift around like a character from an old picture book your nana had. He’d behave more like a global logistics CEO crossed with a sustainability advocate… and an influencer who went accidentally viral in November and can’t escape it until January…
If Santa arrived fresh into today’s world, he wouldn’t drift around like a character from an old picture book your nana had. He’d behave more like a global logistics CEO crossed with a sustainability advocate… and an influencer who went accidentally viral in November and can’t escape it until January.
He’d treat Christmas as a full brand ecosystem. The sleigh would still exist, but he’d instantly position it as the hero of the range, then build sub-brands and digital spin-offs like Santa+ for personalised gifting, NorthCloud for secure data and ReindeerWorks for ethical employment so no reindeer burn out during peak season. He’d talk about “delivering joy across channels” rather than “dropping off presents in the middle of the night like a stalker.”
He’d run the North Pole like a tech start-up. The elves would work in a modern workspace, headphones on, doing agile sprints, scribbling roadmaps and managing a Slack channel called elf-ops. Someone would pitch a subscription model while someone else builds a happiness KPI dashboard. Santa would nod politely while having absolutely no idea what half the acronyms mean.
He’d absolutely have an app, because everything has an app now. It would manage wishlists, delivery tracking, behaviour reports and weather alerts. Push notifications would sound strangely official : “Santa is nearby. Please secure pets” or “Landing attempt failed. Roof access not viable.” The UX would be suspiciously good for something coded by elves who still call the power button “the round thing.”
He’d be obsessed with sustainability. Coal in stockings would be impossible. Instead, kids would get a polite note encouraging “better choices next year.” The sleigh would be partly electric, partly magic. Wrapping would be recyclable, ribbons compostable, deliveries carbon neutral. Rudolf would be promoted to Head of Environmental Responsibility because he already has the nose for detecting greenwash.
He’d personalise gifting with data, properly and legally. No more “he sees you when you’re sleeping”, retired immediately for legal reasons. Everything would be opt-in. Parents approve tracking. Kids manage privacy settings. Algorithms predict real interests instead of whatever’s left on shelves in mid-December.
He’d refresh his look. The thick velvet suit would go, it’s way too hot, too heavy. He’d still wear red, but cleaner, lighter and actually functional. He’d smell like cedarwood and peppermint instead of chimney soot. Photography would be warm and natural; tone jolly but self-aware.
He’d also end up producing ongoing storytelling beyond Christmas Eve : behind-the-scenes reels, workshop updates, elves explaining productivity hacks no one asked for. Santa wouldn’t dance on TikTok. The elves absolutely would.
Yet even with electric sleighs, apps, dashboards and elves arguing in stand-ups, he’d still turn up, still deliver and still give the world a moment of wonder. Because the magic was never the suit or the sleigh. It’s the feeling, and that never dates.