My family spent Christmas in DC two years ago, and when it started snowing just after breakfast, my little sister’s eyes grew wide and she ran to the windows: “EVERYONE – get outside, it’s s-n-o-w-i-n-g!!” My parents shunned the cold, raised our family in Arizona, and refused to take trips to anywhere the temperature dropped below 32F. For me and my siblings, however, snow is a somewhat magical thing that makes everything glisten and gets everyone a little more cozy.
Today was the first ‘snow-emergency’ of the 2013-2013 Minneapolis winter, and it was such a lovely day that I’ve dedicated this post to it.
The loveliness kicked off when my grandma sent me thermal socks in the mail (she was watching QVC in Arizona and saw something that her Minnesota granddaughter could use):
I tucked them into my waterproof boots and set about my daily walk as usual:
My feet stayed warm, but my hair got a fresh sprinkling of snow..
Since I don’t have a fireplace, I put a little sizzle on the TV to get the mood right in my apartment:
Then I hopped in my tub to warm up:
Okay, okay, that part is only 50% true. I did take a bath, but not in anything quite as extraordinary as that tub. I’m a little jealous of the person washing their hair and soaping their arms in that gem. My tub is a little less glam, but I used my tub time to read the new Vogue, and, well, it felt pretty perfect to me:
Recognize the cover? It’s a remake of the painting Flaming June by Sir Frederick Leighton:
Gorgeous, right? The actress Jessica Chastain modeled as women from some of history’s most famous paintings for the issue, and it got me thinking: which painting would I want to recreate? Not that Vogue is likely to call me up or anything, but, ya know, I want to have my answer ready just in case. I decided on a Renoir, either a portrait with my little sister or my husband:
What do you think of the cold? Is there a painting that you would want to recreate with a photograph?