Last weekend, I went upstate, which may as well be Antartica to my wimpy, Miami-born blood. In Millbrook, when snow falls, it seemingly doesn’t melt until April — so you can forget those cute little leather boots.
Let’s face it — sometimes, it’s just too cold for fashion. Here’s how I coped.
Luckily, my hosts’ house came stocked with sartorial diversions. For one, there was a treasure chest stocked with oodles of dress-up costumes, from Snow White’s pinafore to Bozo’s wig.
I quickly draped myself in every dead animal carcass I could find, including these vintage mink stoles. Please note that the faces and claws are intact.
The basement was also filled with vintage Barbie dolls, which quickly became my subjects in a bizarre outerwear layering experiment. My favorite? The aquamarine fur hood on the far right — which easily could have been from Isaac Mizrahi’s Fall 1994 collection from Unzipped.
I had brought plenty of outfit changes and my make-up kit, but I didn’t bother unpacking any of it.
But that seems de rigueur once you leave Manhattan — I once saw Nina Garcia at a grocery store in Vermont, and homegirl was wearing sweats, Uggs and zero make-up. Proof the only accessories you need are a warm jacket and a bare face.
I have another snowy trip planned for this weekend — this time, to Vermont. How do you dress for frigid temperatures without losing your sartorial identity? Do you suffer frostbite for fashion? Or do you hibernate in a parka? Tell me about your tips!