A Sunday museum trip on a freezing cold day. This winter has been such a strange one, barely any snow, mostly rain. Cold air, but lacking the reward of a really good storm. We went in search of inspiration, of having our senses jolted back to life and that's exactly what we got. On a Super Bowl Sunday the crowds were slim, easy to move through, the museum grounds still awash with tourists running up the steps and posing as 'Rocky'. I love watching it from afar, all those tiny people with their arms raised victoriously. If I can cajole Chris into running with me, we're absolutely running to the museum to do just that, you have to at least once, right?
I've been living in various versions of this look for the past few days. Perfect vintage Levi's (a rarity to find in the thrift stores lately), the breeziest tank that I'll most definitely be buying multiples of (go up a size if you decide the same -- and I recommend it, they're under $10 and so soft), and the coziest sweater coat known to man. A winter uniform.