J Brand Leather Pants / Kate Sylvester Faux Fur Coat / Vintage Robert Clergie Boots / Sandro Ear Muffs

One thing I never thought I'd be doing is walking through the start of a blizzard to pick up my dry cleaning, nor squatting on my balcony watching snowflakes fall from the overcast sky and wondering if I should have stocked up on more groceries just in case we got snowed in. With our legs shaking, we carefully climbed out our window to stand on the fire escape to watch the roads below begin to quickly clear, and just as quickly fill with white powdered snow.

By midnight, the snow was falling so thickly that it took a few mere minutes for me to be covered from head to toe. Looking back it's so crazy to think this was only the third time in my whole life I'd seen snow fall from the sky, and even crazier to think we were in New York during a blizzard. I can't decide if the third photo looks like it's purely snowing or if a ball of gold glitter has just exploded? Funnily enough, they both blend into the same thing in my eyes - pure magic at midnight in New york City.

Photos by Jessica Stein and me

Equipment Shirt /Equipment Cardigan / J Crew Trousers / Jennifer Zeuner Ring / Helen Kaminski Hat / Charlotte Olympia Heels

There's something about coming to New York in the winter that's so comforting. I definitely felt a large difference between the time I spent here during the September season and the time I spent here during this February season. During Spring, the city is overflowing with excited tourists (myself included) and it's impossible to justify spending any longer than necessary inside your place. During winter, the streets are empty, people take shelter in warm cafes or the comfort of their own house, and there's actually a possibility of finding a cab during change over time. The biggest difference for me was the lifestyle. It was hard to justify leaving the house even to get dinner some nights, with the warmth of our heater and hot cups of tea luring me into a vortex of hibernation and a pool of regret for not going out and racing to every corner of the city. I don't think it's a bad thing, it just made me feel like I was actually living here rather than visiting. The magical atmosphere is still there, and with white powder snow it makes for some ethereal backdrops, but it's more subdued and hidden behind closed doors or at the bottom of a bottle of red wine with good friends. I suppose New York made me dig a little deeper this time to find it, or dig myself out of this 14 inch snow as well which is always fun!

Photos by Amanda Shadforth