Joy is not in things;
it is in us.
When winter began I had made a goal for myself: upon coming across Kate Upton's
Antarctica photoshoot for Sports Illustrated the first thought that came to mind was
that bitch be crazy! Is that parka really keeping you warm, Kate?! Now, I'm not
getting paid thousands of dollars to pose nearly naked, but I did think if she can do
that then I can at least toughen up a bit. My absence lately is a clear indicator that
this goal has gone unaccomplished. Now, January and February are notorious for
being bitterly cold and I deal with it, I don't like it, but I deal with it. That would be
sans this whole "Polar Vortex" thing. So when the temperatures dropped to an evil
-34 and the "calm" came in the form of intermittent snowstorms not only my style
was stumped. December is usually all about fluffy snow and mild temperatures.
Not this year. At this point, I'm thinking a pair of skates would be the best idea
for going about the city! Everything is covered in a thick layer of slippery ice.
One good thing came out of the unbelievably cold weather: anything warmer than
-30 feels as if it were springtime! So when the temperature rose to zero degrees, I
came out of my hibernation and went about the world in an animated childlike way.
When you're standing at the top of a hill and the path down is slick with ice, well,
grace goes out the window and all you can really do is slide down on your bum!
Thrifted // Beret
Jacob // Plaid Shirt
Thrifted // Belt
DIY // Wool Skirt
Thrifted // Leg Warmers
Le Chateau // Boots