Here I am, four months in the past in January; having had fended off perplexed enquiries by people in LA and seat-neighbours on the plane on why I’d fly to Minnesota of all places, when circumstances dictated no such compulsion.
Well first of all, there was snow. Lots of snow. Born and bred in a country that’s an endless summer, you can bet that I was reliving the seasonal childhood I never had. The last time I saw so much of a winter wonderland was more than a decade ago when I went skiing in Korea- and most of that was manmade to boot. In Minnesota, it was mise en scène.
This meant a good amount of barging out into sub-zero temperatures to take commemorative pictures of myself and my new love of solidified aqua:
Secondly, my furry friends and a cosy place to call home (alas, temporarily):
One of the first things that greeted me was Charlie, the adorable Maltese that grew on me with his boundless affection. He looked so tired all sprawled on the couch with the TV light reflecting off his recently groomed fur though!
A Christmas Pyramid! It’s fascinating how these work on the simple theory of hot air rising to create the beautiful kinetic nature of this structure.
Poofus the Maine Coon hiding beneath the Christmas tree.
And then there was the food:
I’m psyched to be finally posting all the photoshoots in the snow!
// WHAT I WORE
Uniqlo HEATTECH shirt
Cotton On velvet dress
H&M printed leggings
gifted agate necklace from Washington’s Natural History Museum
Outfit photos assisted by Ottie.