As we were walking back from a coffee run, I mentioned to my friend Ari that I could totally see how New Yorkers (especially attendees of New York Fashion Week) and those in other cold parts of the country eventually became immune to the idea of cold ankles. Until this outfit, I had been wearing nothing but snow boots and thick socks. I have definitely been yearning to break out some of my flats, be it sandals or loafers. When this pair arrived as a replacement for my well-loved vintage pair of Cole Haans that I finally had to donate, my common sense went out the window. I threw em on with my favorite outfit of all time (white button up and jeans), cold ankles be damned.
In my neck of the woods, there has been snow on the ground for a solid two weeks. If I was somewhere above the Mason-Dixon line, perhaps this wouldn't be a surprise. Now, I don't speak for all Southerners when I say this. But a large part of why I enjoy living where I do is the mild winters. We typically just have rainy days in the 40s, but rarely does it turn into a winter wonderland for weeks at a time. I had to learn how to enjoy the winter wonderland in my own way.
Although I wouldn't count myself a world traveler by any means, I have learned a thing or two from my own travels and essentially not having a permanent residence for the time being. When my dorms close during holidays (residential campus problems), I turn into a professional couch surfer, moving between my parents' and friends' houses and hotels at my destinations. These are lessons that I have found unique to my experience and largely involve traveling to large cities rather than more remote or outdoor areas. I hope these small reminders will help your next trip be that much better!