This is what my Christmas usually looks like. Weather-wise at least.
And fashion-wise.
So sure, around this time the weather is really nice, but fashion-wise, our trend range is more limited.
Our summers are long and hot (and when I say hot I mean humid-and-sticky-hot) and our winters are short and well, not so cold.
By September (a.k.a. The Fashion Month) and Fashion Week when the whole fashion world is already clad in trendy coats and boots and already having a glimpse into the future as the next's spring/summer collections are shown, here...here it's still summer in its full bloom and it doesn't cool off until the last days of October. Seriously, it's like living in the Southern Hemisphere.
And while yes, the weather is so nice, I'm a big fan of coats and boots and wool and lots of layers and our wardrobes do become a lot more limited. No transitional dressing either, you just wake up one day and realize "Hey, it's not so warm out" and maybe throw on a light scarf or sweater over your usual tshirt and shorts and so on.
When I was little I used to say my dream city was a city where you could experience fully the four seasons (no! not the hotel!). Flowers in spring, heat and the beach in the summer, crispy air and orange trees in the fall and snow in the winter. I know, I know, I'm such a cliche, but I still dream of living in such a city (and this is one of the main reasons New York is my dream city), but let's be realistic: I'm not going anywhere. At least for this winter.
For now I'm happy and grateful to be where I am. I know lots of people are dying to be in a sunny weather like this one, my own sister included. I have the rest of my life to freeze my head off just for the sake of wearing a camel coat.
What does your Christmas look like? Any more Santas on the beach?
