Me and winter have had a very special relationship since I can remember myself. The day I was born, the world was wrapped in deep snow and ever since then, I’ve loved winter. Some years I want it less, some years I want it more, but whenever the first snow falls, there’s always a smile on my face. I like the world so white, it’s so simple, uncomplicated, so minimalistic. But what I don’t like sometimes is the cold. Whenever the temperature drops low, that’s when I start to question my love for winter and my wardrobe.
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