The Plymouth Ice Fest

Winter has taken on a whole new meaning to me this year. Namely in the form of indoor hibernation. Arctic weather + lack of the rocky mountains does that to me. BUT. On occasion, fun things like the ice festival temp me just enough to endure the two degree weather for an afternoon, especially when cute stores full of vintage fur coats & hats are involved.

So worth it, frozen cheeks and all.

And for the record, there is no such thing as taking a normal picture in a ridiculous fur coat. and that hat in the last photo is indeed a hat, and not a mullet. That's all.