February 8th • Posted in Style
I always forget how intimidating shooting outside during a cold Winter day with only one thin layer on can be, especially if it snows, brrr! – but the result is always the most fascinating. It’s that period of time when I start craving the new season so badly, I need tulips, picnics, colours and three quarter sleeves so badly, but then it started snowing, and the whole Spring-craving-thing mitigated in front of the beauty of a monochrome world. I really love it! Filling up my put-together hairstyle with delicate white snowflakes, admiring the snow storm through a window while sipping hot tea, looking at the snow dancing under the street lamps light when it’s dark outside, wearing three and more layers and the most cozy outfits you can think of and coming home with very soaked feet and shoes: it’s the magic of Winter, one I’ll never be tired of!