With nearly 10 snow storms so far, this has been one of the coldest New York winters. As a former Miamian, whose concept of winter is a week long and doesn't drop below the 40's,  I've been trying not to whine too frequently about how much I miss being able to wear rompers whenever I pleased. My goal has been to try and maintain a childlike wonder for snow... each and every snow storm, which has led to an abundance of snow-filled pictures and a new found appreciation for all things wool.


We warmed up from our trek through the snow at Bluebird Coffee Shop in LES. Hidden behind parked cars and trees, the cozy little store front is disarmingly pleasant.