I’d like to begin this post with a semi-sarcastic congratulatory shout out to any girl who willingly wears tops that leave your whole stomach hanging out with low-waisted leggings in minus 40 degree weather. Its conclusive then that either your body doesn’t respond correctly to stimuli (frostbite is probable in our present external environment….if some of you don’t know), or your willpower to attract the attention of the opposite sex is simply far more desperate and determined then I anticipated. I don’t know how you do it, I really don’t.
By now it’s clear that winter isn’t departing anytime soon. I know this because every morning when my alarm clock goes off my mother yells “Get up Andrea, you better dress warm its minus *Insert ungodly, outrageous, unlivable temperature here* today.” And every single day this happens, my sister kindly reminds me that I was the idiot that wished for all this snow in the first place.
The same thing happens to me every single year. As the snow and subzero temperatures unapologetically set up shop and stay for the duration of the winter rather than picking up and leaving, I feel myself drifting into a depressed state. My skin has become pale to the point of translucency; my favorite knits are perennially faded and are stiff from over washing and over use. I haven’t left the house in anything but track pants and my good leather boots are showing signs of decay from the piles of salt that’s dumped daily on the sidewalks. I’m simply just battling with my closet’s failure to get me through this not-yet-done winter season, as there is more than viable evidence to support the fact that I simply don’t know how to dress in this weather.
Yesterday I was walking home with my best friend, and eyes prickled with tears, the biting wind gnawed at our exposed flesh making it feel as though there were a thousand tiny needles piercing our skin as we walked. Through chattering teeth we cursed, unable to explain how anyone could dress fashionable in this weather. However, with a little bit of layering, we came up (sort of) with a way. So, if you’re anything like us-sick of the cold and the clothing were forced to wear as a result-keep reading…
1) Begin with a thick turtlekneck (I borrowed mine from my friend’s mom) and a thick pair of black denim. (Mine are Rag and Bone).
2) Add a thick knit sweater over top. I picked this one especially because it’s trendy as well. Its panels of translucent knit mirror exactly what was seen on the runway in designers SS14 collections. I like this one by Helmut Lang especially because it’s really thick and cozy, but unlike anything I already have in my closet as the knit panels are juxtaposed.
3) Over top that, I added a Mackage leather jacket (Kenya) and a huge Wilfred blanket scarf
Incontestably, you’ll need a hat, gloves and most importantly, more than just a leather jacket to leave the house. As for me, I hate coats and hat hair more than girls who wear
crop tops bras and American apparel disco pants in the dead of winter, so I opted for this instead