Harvey took these photos of me a few weeks ago, when it was fall. I've had the jacket for a long time, I think it's the perfect autumn coat and I can basically wear it with anything except an evening gown. But now it's winter. Yes folks, we have snow on the ground. And so it begins. I have dug my parka out of the spare room, along with my winter boots and have transplanted my open-toed shoes and sandals from the front entrance to the shelf highest in my closet. How do I feel about this you ask? Let's just say I'm not a winter person. I don't like the cold (-35? No thanks!), I don't like the snow (my car gets stuck at least 7 times every winter and people have to push me out) and I'm not a huge fan of winter sports except maybe hockey, sometimes. Also, it's much harder to take outfit posts outside when it's freezing cold and you feel like at any moment your limbs are going to fall off. I think I lived in California in my past life. Give me sun, hot weather and a beach and I'm a happy camper! (Just no hurricanes or earthquakes please. I'm praying for those affected by Hurricane Sandy.) But I'm going to make the best of this winter and try not to be so negative about it. I'm going to try to embrace the winter season. For example, I haven't skied since I was 16, due to tendinitis in my knees from years of dancing but I think this year I'm going to try it again. Let's just hope I don't throw my hip out of place like I did last year when I tried skating after years of dormancy and fell on the ice ; ). Gosh I'm old.