gray a·re·a
noun
an ill-defined situation or field not readily conforming to a category or to an existing set of rules.
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I think this most aptly describes New York at this very moment. We're in some weirdish middle-ground between winter and spring (but we're getting there, you guys!), where no one knows exactly how to dress for this awkward temperature. We've stowed away our puffy jackets for the most part, but have also still shelved our pastel spring skirts. We ask ourselves the daily questions: "do I wear tights?" or "do I brave the 55 degrees with bare legs?" In the spirit of this interim period where we're all confused about what season it is, I've attributed this post to the "gray area" between winter and spring. Let's face it, much of life is shades of gray anyway.
So here's to you, New York of today. We don't know what season we're in, but we love you anyway.
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SJB
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Sweater: H&M // Scarf: H&M // Necklace: Forever 21 // Boots: Report Signature
Photos by Martim Thomaz : www.martimthomazphoto.com |
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