Spring has officially arrived in the city and I couldn’t be happier – even if that means having 5 million rainy days in a row. I feel like I may never truly be able to pick my favorite season amongst the rest, but there is something really special about the arrival of Spring. It is so fascinating to see how everything that was once dead seems to come back to life over night. One day I am looking outside my window and staring at sad, naked trees and the next morning, little green buds are blooming on each and every branch. Spring is a time of new beginnings and a time to remind us that we can have a fresh start and will continue to grow – no matter what the circumstances.
New York fashion – it is such a beautiful thing.
Honestly, that is what I was most excited about when I first found out that I would be moving to Manhattan. All I could imagine in my head was being able to dress up like Carrie Bradshaw everyday without having anyone judge me as I walked down the street. I have always had a passion for experimenting with style, but I felt like I never lived in a city that could accept or admire it. It was so refreshing to step outside for the first time and be completely comfortable with myself and what I was wearing. I mean, I was always confident enough to wear what I wanted in other cities, but it did bug me when others would constantly ask, “what are you wearing!?!?” At least the joke was usually on them when a few months down the line my outfit inspirations became the new hip thing that everyone had to get their hands on! That’s the perk of being able to study fashion trends – having the ability to forecast what the next big thing will be. People may look at you like you’re crazy when they see it for the first time, but I know in the back of my head that they will be reaching for the same pieces soon enough.
February. The month of love.
It’s always funny to me to see what this specific month seems to do to people. It creates such a huge divide between the ones who choose to celebrate love and the ones who get all down-in-the-dumps because they don’t think that they have it. Well I am here to bring you some good news – we all have love – and that’s something worth celebrating.
Christmas in New York.
Oh, how sweet that sounds. I have been counting down the days for December to hit so it would be socially acceptable to start getting in to the holiday spirit. I have never been in the Big Apple during the holidays, but I already know that I’m going to love it. The city is buzzing with joy and almost every street corner is covered in twinkling lights and holiday decor! Where ever I go, I literally feel like I’m walking through a Lifetime Holiday movie set.
Give me warmth. Give me spring. Give me sun.
Spring will officially be here in just a few weeks, and our Minnesota weather is finally starting to show it! Today as I dressed to go run some errands, I originally bundled up in some jeans, a sweater, and a cozy winter jacket. When I stepped outside and looked up at the cloudy sky I was just waiting for that cold Minnesota breeze to bite at my face. After a few seconds passed by, I realized that the cool feeling never hit. Instead, my body was covered with a warmth I hadn’t felt in months. The air actually felt balmy. It felt like a warm spring day right before a thunderstorm was about to roll in. I was literally in a state of shock. I remember hearing that warmer weather was around the corner, but I completely forgot what “warm weather” felt like. And boy, did it feel good.