The snow is finally melting a week after the snow storm of the year. No more crazy commutes into work and fighting for a parking spot when I come home (can I get an “amen”). Thankfully, B and I were able to get out for a couple walks last weekend while the streets were still piled high with the white stuff. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t ready for winter to end (I could kiss that groundhog!), but in the meantime I’m enjoying cozy layers and giant scarves, like this knit mustard number. It turns my winter frown upside down. Take note: winter can go, but the scarf can stay as long as it likes.
It is getting pretty darn chilly in this neck of the woods. D.C. has already experienced it’s first “real” snow storm this year, and it’s not even January! It was only a couple inches, but enough to shut down schools for two days and to give me a snow day away from the office. December is a crazy time of year. It’s holiday party after holiday party, leaving me in a daze of splendor, excitement, and exhaustion all mixed together. I do love it though: the garlands, wreathes, sparkling lights, and happy guests enjoying time with colleagues and friends lift my spirits on long work days that quickly turn into work nights. And repeat.
My lack of sleep and desire to stay warm frequently results in those days when all you want to wear is all of your least form fitting clothes, a style I have deemed “grandpa chic.” There’s just something so cozy and comforting about throwing on your significant other’s most loved sweater, a vintage jacket, a warm pair of pants, and boots. It’s hard to justify wearing anything else!