So, sometimes it snows in New York. In fact, it's the end of November and it's already snowed twice. Twice! Do you know what we would call that in Vancouver? An entire winter! [Read that all in Jerry Seinfeld's voice.]
Yesterday was the second time it has snowed in New York this Fall. It's not that I don't like the snow (I do, actually) it's just that I don't know what to do with it. I actually don't know what to do with weather this cold in general. Not mentally, nor sartorially.
Does this sound familiar? It might, since a few months ago, I was complaining about how boob-sweat hot it was in this city, questioning if I would ever feel cool again, and now, I'm freezing said tits off.
Yet, I'm still often wearing one of my pathetic Vancouver "winter coats" (although not for much longer). It's a fairly light, cotton parka, lined with only flannel. But I've managed to make it work so far by layering everything else in my wardrobe. Which (finally) brings me to this post, a casual Wednesday in chilly Manhattan, sporting an #ootd (acronym: outfit of the day, as used on those social networks where we talk more about ourselves than to each other. Guilty!)
See this? It's coat, on vest, on jacket, on t-shirt: an orgy of tops, if you will, or, a big gay nightmare (ba doom chhh).
|jacket: Evil Twin, bag: Zara, vest: Club Monaco, tee: vintage, boots: Senso|
|skirt: Blank Denim (pictured better in this post), jacket: H&M, necklace: vintage|
See? Layers! As always, they're the answer to everything. Too cold outside? Layers. Not enough flavour in your gum? Layers. Why is ice cream cake so delicious? Layers. What does a ogre have? Layers.
I don't know, guys. Just go with it.
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