Never-Ending Winter

The winter of 2013-2014 has been one of the most difficult in recent memory. There's been no shortage of snowstorms and their related school closings, and we've even experienced deep freezes due to the "polar vortex." I'm a Bostonian by birth and have lived through some cold winters, but this is new terminology to me. I don't know about you, but polar vortex sounds like an end-of-days kind of scenario, and it sure as hell feels like it. When it dips to nine degrees at night, you have to wonder if the world is, in fact, coming to an end. Thanks, Obama.

To think, just a few short winters ago, I was giving advice on how to dress for unseasonably warm times in this post. What I wouldn't have given an hour ago to have those kinds of temperatures when I was schlepping dry cleaning and groceries around town and missed the bus that would have taken fifteen minutes off of my commute.

I'm sick of this winter. I want to want to go outside, and as much as I'm bananas about layering, there's such a thing as too much of a good thing. For the sake of comparison, you wouldn't eat Chinese food every day, would you?

Wait, bad example. I would, at least if it were from Han Dynasty.

But I digress. I figured that if the temperature isn't going to rise beyond 30 degrees (and yes, I know that it's still technically winter), I'll play sartorial ball for now. With that said, I'm proud to show you my newest necktie. Note how the dark colors are cold-weather appropriate:

The blazer is the same double-breasted jammy I wrote about in a post with the same name, and once again my phone's camera, while nice, simply doesn't do the color justice. It's a rich navy, not the crap-tastic black your eye may perceive here.

Once springtime comes, though, it's sockless shoes and straw fedoras or bust.