For those who don’t know, I walked out of my apartment like this yesterday. Yep, when there was about 4 inches of snow on the ground and a bajillion flurries in the air, I decided to wear this. And if you can’t see it clearly, yes I wore fur and velvet. Because yolo, amirite?
By last night, all the pretty fluffy snow turned into ugly brown mush on the streets and HORRID slushy puddles on corners and intersections. A walk from Herald Square to 45th street turned into a game of ‘Guess-How-Deep-This-Puddle-Is!’ as I dodged persistent tourists to get to Kazino – the tented venue for Natasha, Pierre, & The Great Comet of 1812. The show itself was awesome and so worth the trek – but the food was another story. Continue reading