Last weekend, my aunts were visiting from New Hampshire and wanted to be tourists (understandable as they, in fact, tourists) in the city. On Saturday morning, I agreed to meet them on the High Line for a walk before lunch. I didn’t realize it was going to be 20 degrees and windy. OMFreezing fingers! It was a brutal 30 minutes but so beautiful despite the icy temps.

My husband is a fabulous photographer and took some lovely shots of our little excursion so I jumped in front of him for some unexpected photos of my outfit which is what I’ve been living in as of late (boots, hat, gloves, etc). He captured the day beautifully. I cannot even explain to anyone not from here how cold it’s been lately. I’m officially counting down the seconds until tomorrow morning when we fly out to Turks & Caicos. #overit #peacethefuckout.

If you’ve never been to the High Line, it is a must! Not to get all nostalgic on you but we took some of our engagement photos there.

Photos by Anel.