Thursday, December 8, 2011
works cited: dress c/o spotted moth; madewell sweater; hue tights; j. crew boots (and puffer coat)
Just as I was beginning to believe that D.C. doesn't have winter, a 30-degree day with whipping winds arrived to tell me otherwise. The bizarre-ness of taking photos of oneself every day is especially striking in the cold weather, when it seems not merely vain but downright masochistic to head outside into the chill and take off one's coat just to get a picture with great natural light. So to answer my mother's inevitable question: yes, I'm wearing a coat when I go outside; yes, Christopher has to cajole me to take it off; yes, I'm freezing when we take these pictures no matter how cozy my wool sweater keeps me indoors; indeed, the relaxed face you see above is a mirage (evidence below for something that better captures how I feel right before Christopher takes my picture in December weather). Now if only I were a bit more like Wim Hof...
P.S. Kayley's post yesterday on winter photos cracked me up.