When I woke up this particular morning and looked out the window, everything was covered in a hazy, blanket of fog. It was eerie and a little creepy…and I felt that familiar sense of disappointment that accompanies my feelings about winter.
I long for the days of walking around outside in light, comfortable summer clothing and feeling the sun on my face. Distant memories of green leaves and cherry blossoms swirled around my head but were blurred by the dreary winter view I was looking at. I started thinking about margaritas on patios and buying five pairs of Levi’s cutoffs I don’t need to round out the warm weather wardrobe. These thoughts made my heart swell instead of the winter style I had grown tired of.
Hazy Shades of Winter Style Inspiration
As I began choosing looks for the day and deciding which boots and scarves to wear, I really started to miss making more important decisions like: “Should I have another margarita before the patio closes?” and “Should I paint my nails Sunshine State of Mind or Sand Tropez?”
I arrived at the shoot location and literally looked around, noticed the leaves are brown and the sky was a hazy shade of winter. Hey – at least the photos would be good.
It was at that moment that I decided to make the most out of the last few weeks of winter. I would stop focusing on winter style (which usually makes me quite happy) and start thinking about spring-worthy looks. Instead of making chili that night, I decided to make a fresh salad served in a hollowed out pineapple (what we subsisted on during a trip to Costa Rica). These were my first steps to usher in springtime – one of the best times of the year. After all, I had to do something to pull me out of my winter funk.
I couldn’t stand any more mornings where it’s impossible to get out of bed because I could no longer deal with the subzero assault that awaits outside. The pallid figure staring back at me in the mirror longed to lie on a beach sipping Bahama Mamas in the sun and not stepping precariously over ice-covered roads wondering if I’d break anymore teeth if I fell (a terrible grade 4 experience has left me deathly afraid of ice-covered driveways).
While the photographer set up his camera and decided on his framing, this fashion blogger looked around and longed for the springtime of her life…and kicked miserably at the patch of snow on the ground.
*Photography courtesy of Jake Stone Creative