It’s no secret that I hate winter with a very special kind of passion, which is unfortunate considering the fact that on the East Coast it tries to linger on all the way into late April like a bitter ex that won’t go away. Thankfully, these flask mittens now exist, so I can simultaneously keep myself extra toasty and take the edge off the reality of a 4 p.m. sunset. The flask has a bite valve to save you the hassle of having to take off the mittens to unscrew the top, because come winter you’ll presumably have already wasted 20 minutes of your day getting all those layers on in the first place and it would just be crazy to take the mitten off again. I think these are meant to be for chilly football games, ski trips, sledding, and other adventuresome outdoor activities instead of day-to-day winter commuting. Sure, I’ll use them for those exciting things, but hell, I’ll be needing them just to make it to the corner bodega and back. Let’s be honest with ourselves — for all we know, three more Polar Vortexes could be on their way this year. Now is the time to prepare! Think of these as a loving gift to your future self — the one who will have to get up at 6am on a February weekend morning to shovel your driveway. [That's Nerdalicious]
I’m a summer baby through and through, so while a part of me is mourning the sudden drop in temperature outside, another part is secretly thrilled because tights season is here! Tights season may not be a designated thing, but it should be. They may give the impression that they require effort and an air of fanciness to wear in everyday life, but they’re actually the easiest piece of clothing around for even the laziest among us.
Here are 16 reasons to jump on the tights bandwagon: Keep reading »
Last weekend, I went skiing for the first time in over 10 years. To say I was nervous and excited would be an understatement; in the days leading up to my trip, I couldn’t help but worry about breaking a limb or, I don’t know, being crushed by an avalanche.
Thankfully, the friends who came along with me were much more experienced than I (like, pro level) and promised I’d be in good hands. Their teaching method? Throwing me in the trenches headfirst. They taught me how to stop and start using my skis, and that was about it – off to the chairlift we went. No ski school, no detailed lessons. Had I thought about what was happening I probably would have objected, but I blindly went along until I realized halfway up the lift that this was not the normal path for a beginner. But this was how they had learned, they explained, that putting yourself in the thick of it was the fastest way to get off the ground, and that they’d be nearby there the whole time. (By the way, PSA time, I am not saying you lovely readers should learn this way — it’s pretty risky!) Keep reading »
Holy crap, you guys. It looks like Jack Frost’s wet dream outside.
Here in New York, the snowstorm is so bad that I’m pretty sure even the Dunkin’ Donuts near my apartment is closed. If you know anything about Dunkin’ Donuts, it’s that those guys would power through an apocalypse with gas masks and Dunkaccinos in hand if it meant they might sell one box of Munchkins. Keep reading »
When wintertime rolls around, it’s easy to feel like the only single person in the world. Couples are stumbling adorably in winter coats and scarves, chuckling over hot coffee and warming each others hands while we single folks are left to pile ourselves under books, Netflix, and the covers. It’s tough going solo when the temperatures drop – bars are emptier, going outside in general is less appealing, and the singletons you seek are likely hiding away in a burrow of sweaters and Seamless.com delivery orders. (And when you finally score a first date, you need all those sweaters to hide all those Seamless orders.)
But at least by the time you make it through all 18 stages, you’ll know you’re not alone. Keep reading »