Vail, Colorado, U.S.A.
When in Vail, do as the locals do and double up on thermals in case of an exceptional chill. Granted, the fresh fall of snow is always particularly magical, but more often than not, the gloomy threat is really nothing more than an inconvenience.And so at 8 below zero, against this blank canvas and its occasional brushes of blue, my outfits can only consist of wool layers, faux fur jackets and over the knee leather boots — this is the final point of not caring anymore.
In other words, I think I’ve had enough of the snow. Off to the City of Angels!
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