Whenever it snows in South Carolina the world as we know it shuts down. Bread and milk fly off of the shelves (the weirdest combination of food in my opinion), everyone hunkers down in their homes, and the next day is truly the best one to run errands.
When we went to bed on Saturday there was a good mixture of sleet and snow and since I was so excited about the snow I kept waking up in the middle of the night to see the accumulation. We woke up the next morning to a winter wonderland – 2 to 3 inches of wet, stick on everything, beautiful snow.
It was a Sunday and church was canceled so we spent the better part of the morning lounging in sweatpants, eating pancakes, drinking coffee, and reading. Feeling a bit antsy around 11 we threw together outfits of our winter finest and headed outside to experience the first snowfall of the year in all its glory.
Considering the roads were still pretty slick the morning adventure just took us around our apartment complex – which is quite like a park, so we didn’t mind being homebound. Stately pines on the property were bedazzled with the snow and ice clinging to their sappy branches and the fresh layer of snow made the world new and fresh.
My winter woolies was a bit of a haphazard outfit that ended up being a collection of my favorite cold weather pieces, and thankfully it all worked out together – I have a fashion blogger reputation to uphold. (haha, I truly know nothing about fashion I just like to pretend). The base layer started with a sweater, but I got too hot so my favorite mock turtleneck and black pants was the ideal choice.
I topped off the all-black look with my go-to winter coat, a wool overcoat I bought at J.Crew earlier this year before our NYC trip. I don’t know why I love this coat, but it has a nonchalant dressy feel to it. I’m well aware that I don’t look as cool in person as I do in my mind when I slip the coat on, but I prefer thinking I look like a street wear model.
Boots, hat, and gloves finished off the ensemble. I was sent this hat from Tenth Street Hats a bit ago and this was my first time wearing it out in public. I quite like the shape and look of it and had to remind myself several times I was not Anastasia (if you’ve seen the animated movie, you’ll know what I’m talking about.)
My snow boots were a Christmas gift last year and although they’re not my most well-worn pair of boots (only because it only snows once in a while in Greenville) I love them. Furry, tan, cool laces… everything you could want in a pair of snow boots.
So in this outfit I traipsed out into the wild – frolicking, taking photos, and dodging back into a nearby shelter to warm our hands by the crackling fire. We even found the entrance to Narnia but Lee was starting to get hungry so we decided to meet Mr. Tumnus another day.
A little later to the coffee shop we headed and spent the afternoon doing what we do best – scheming for the next year whilst drinking Tres Leches and Mochas. It was one of those magical days that never seemed to end, but when we finally closed our eyes that night we knew it was a day for the books.