Winter, You have a Contender

Fashion Week | Backstage at Juun J. | Self Service Magazine

Fashion Week | Backstage at Juun J. | Self Service Magazine

in keeping with NY Fashion week and its runway inspiration, this feels so right about now. Although I think I have officially traded in any style or elegance for the necessary survival gear. The only creativity applied to my attire lately is how to layer in order to keep warm. The struggle is real folks. First world problems, 2019. -tM

Winter Strolls

Photography: Unknown

Photography: Unknown

There is something to be said about embracing, or at the very least accepting every season for what it is. Finding beauty in those moments, after a storm, during a heat wave, in the middle of a downpour, or on a windy day reminds one to take pause. Look around, grab your lovers hand and take it slow. Because taking it slow, is sexy. -tM

A Winter's Tale Waiting to be Told

Photography: tM

I adore autumn but am always a little at odds with winter. In anticipation, mystery, and romance, I prefer to understand its life and story as recorded below:

"I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show."
-Andrew Wyeth

Spoken like a true artist. -tM

A Different Approach

Artist: Unknown

So this is how I experience winter: Hustling from point A to point B so that the wind chill doesn't kick my a*$.  Once getting home not wanting to leave my house unless it is to go have dinner or a drink somewhere in my neighbourhood, and by neighbourhood I mean down the street from me. Hoping the streets remain as bare as possible so that I don't have to wear shitty shoes to and from work, ruining an entire outfit.  And more often then not, wondering why I continue to choose to live in a country with such a cold climate.

On a positive note, I do read more and watch films that I had meant to get to during the rest of the year. Feeling the weight and warmth of a duvet on your body while watching the snow gently fall outside of your window. The momentary quiet and solitude of the city during and after a snow storm. The coming home to a glass of wine or cognac to warm up what the cold so agressively made numb.  The cavalcade of lights that make the city a place you want to belong to.  And the time that it allows me to spend looking inward,  taking care of my well being.

I have always found it interesting that people's approach to summer is one of ease, where I believe that winter allows you that same opportunity. 

Maybe this winter I need to focus more on its beauty and less on what I find utterly annoying about it.

How about you? How do you approach winter?