So, I decided to stay in New York City for at least another year, after a recent bout of depression made me realize I wasn’t ready to uproot myself just yet. I found a new apartment in Brooklyn that I’m really excited about (moving November 1), my friends and family are thrilled I’m sticking around, and I’m generally feeling a bit better mentally. But there’s just one problem: WINTER IS COMING. I. Hate. Winter. I mean, I like it during the first snow of the season, and I like the initially chilly days of fall, when I can break out my plaid flannels. But winter? Winter is bullshit. It is long. It is cold. It is dark. It threatens to drive me insane every year. But because I’m sort of vain and I really like fashion, one sure way to at least temporarily pull me from the clutches of the winter blues is to shop for new winter clothes. Honestly, if my outfit is ON POINT and I’m feeling high on my own supply, the cold bothers me a lot less. So, for the sake of my own mental health, I have prepared a list of the various items I — and possibly you, if you also suffer from Severe Winter Hatred — need to acquire in order to survive my 14th East Coast winter.
One of the big things I do to keep my wardrobe minimal is to buy the hardiest, simplest possible clothes and gear I can find whenever I have the occasion to buy something. I’m already gearing up for winter because the upcoming winter in Chicago is supposed to be about as bad as the last winter, which is kind of sob-inducing after the 2013-2014 Endless Winter. I spent the Polar Vortex in wool socks and motorcycle boots. That is not happening again. I will be buying insulated everything, and everything I wear will be able to eat through snow. Keep reading »
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 »