Snowing again, style be damned. Third daughter got out of the car this morning and said she couldn’t take one more day of wearing boots. Well, let’s dig down and dig deep. An eight minute commute now takes sixty – so ski wear it is, especially for the feet.
So glad this cashmere sweater is on deck, not sure what the daily outfit would look like these past few months without it.
Saw this license plate after the school pick-up yesterday, thought it was funny and on point.
Every day dress, ski wear in the city.