I woke up to snow.
And if you know me, you know how much I love snow.
...And the wintertime. And the winter fashion, la mode d'hiver.
...I've even been known as an Ice Queen. I am a winter lady. A winter personality. I have the skin to prove it.
...but every winter, just when I think I am content with the cold, I walk into a store and see the new spring collection. Symbolizing: A breath of fresh air. A new beginning.
Then I realize how much I want spring to show it's face. And then I fantasize about vacation at the beach. With my iPod. Lying in the sun.
...And springtime.
Like Manet's Le Dejeuner sur l'herbe.
...when I can pack this
...and do this.
...and find myself somewhere like this:
...where bathing suits might be in my luggage
...and, where I can use these:
In conclusion, Stockholm, Sweden will no longer be my February vacation. We be goin' South. To the South of France!
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