WINTER IS STUPID

Okay, so I'm "that guy." The one who was born and raised in the Midwest and still acts like the coming of winter is some weird awful surprise. I would probably hate me too if I was a normal Clevelander who likes things like all-weather tailgating in a giant parking lot and Christmas Ale*.

Jacket: Zara (old) / Sunglasses: Persol

Jacket: Zara (old) / Sunglasses: Persol

In all seriousness though, how am I supposed to keep this up for the next three (more realistically five) months? By this I mean going outside to take a picture of what I'm wearing. I promise, the baking will not be going anywhere.

Going outside and posing for an "outfit photo" is awkward enough to begin with. People stare at you, and unless you're an actual model, there will be one good shot for every 30 you take. I'm thoroughly amazed by anyone that manages to do it everyday - especially if you're anywhere besides the West Coast. It's exhausting, and even worse for whoever your photographer is.

Sorry this has become an unintentional longread, but I want some answers. I'm serious here - tell me your secrets, wizard. How does anyone manage this? Can blogging and winter coexist? I mean real winter too. The day I took these photos, the sun was shining and it was 25 degrees - balmy for Cleveland's standards.

For now, I guess buckle up for a lot more baking and maybe some indoor nail art tutorials. It's going to be a bumpy ride.

*True Life: I Don't Like Sports. Also - I can tell you for certain that Christmas Ale and chronic migraines cannot under any circumstances coexist. Crucify me if you must.

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