I lived in NYC for four years and one of the things that I really missed during that time was snow. Sure it snows in NYC, but this is typically what happens:
1) The weather report starts to rumble with forecasts of snow.
2) My friends and I would turn on Apocolyptic weatherman Sam Champion (formerly of the local ABC affiliate in NYC and currently of Good Morning America, but in any event, not an actual meteorologist) because inevitably he would tell us all to fill our cupboards with soup and pasta because odds are, we were not leaving our apartments for a solid three months.
3) We'd all go to bed, dreaming of cancelled classes, and wake to sidewalks that had already been cleared, roads that had already been plowed, and approximately 2 inches of actual snow (visible only in the large planters located in the middle of sidewalks throughout the City).
And we'd awake to slush and puddles everywhere.
Today, folks, I feel like I'm living in NYC all over again.
I wore pants in snow which I never do, but I'm committed to my pattern challenge and these pants have a subtle pattern. I had to do it! I'm glad I remembered to take a picture before work because right now, my pant legs are soaking wet about six inches up my leg. Nice.
Sweater, Charter Club at Macy's, size Medium (be sure to try this brand on; the sizing is not consistent)
Pants, Ann Taylor, size 12 (from fall 2007)
Boots, Nine West, size 9.5
Today is a more reserved exploration of patterns. My pants have a windowpane pattern (which Ann Taylor calls brown, but looks black to me). My sweater is argyle which counts as a pattern (for me at least).
I'm going to check the weather report and see if this misery is getting any worse because if so, I'm busting out of here.
Considering the weather, I think I should get points for effort. I could have mailed it in completely, stayed home, and claimed that the puppy dog pattern on my pajamas counts towards my challenge.
Let's call today a draw.