Skirt? Vintage, thrifted Boots? Holts (very similar here) Sweater? Vintage, thrifted Cuff? Unikati (here)
Belt? Moschino (mine's fake (for shame), got it with a whole bunch of vintage but one day I'll get the real one here) Split ends? My own
Well, 'tis the season. The time of year where taking outfit pictures involves putting on a brave face and thinking about balmy weather in places other than Ontario, Canada. Soon, I won't even have to put on a brave face, it will just be frozen into place.
It always amazes me that I look forward to the good parts of each season and conveniently forget the crappy parts. Like when I think of the summer, all I dream about are beach days and front porch beverages with friends and then in real life, I'm always surprised that it's mosquitoes, not friends, who are some of my most constant companions. It's the same way for the winter... I love the holiday season and all the warm tingles in my heart that go along with that. I also love the first few snow falls where the world is covered in a peaceful white layer... It snowed earlier this week (clearly these pics were taken before that...) and I was thrilled with how pretty our street looked.
I forgot about how cold cold is though... I know that's a weird sentence but it's true. There's that cold that just takes away your breathe and that turns your hands into frozen claws and it's like 'oh yes, this sucks'. It's the same cold that freezes your car locks and leaves a layer of ice over the windshield.
Why can't winter be just like it is on Pinterest; a magical season filled with sparkly lights, peppermint mochas and oversized scarves?