January 8th, 2010. Today marks the 7th anniversary of my arrival to America. After a 14 hour flight and many twists and turns in my designated uncomfortable airplane seat, I had arrived to the land that would be my new home away from home. I distinctly remember my mother heavily suggesting that I bring layers of jackets and sweaters, because of the winter weather. Me, assuming that it wouldn’t be that bad, left the jackets and sweaters. It wasn’t until I left the warmth of the airport terminal that I felt such regret. It was super cold, and not only that but it was snowing.
It was the first time I’ve ever seen snow in person and although I was fascinated by the white flakes falling from the sky, the harsh winter chill chased be back inside. Not knowing anyone or anything about this land of opportunities, I sat in the terminal for hours contemplating what my next move would be.
In the middle of the snowy field of Greenpoint, New York. The biggest human temptation is to settle for too little. It is freezing cold outside while it snowed. I felt like a little kid, playing at the backyard of our compound. It’s always a thrilling experience for me. Gavin and I moseyed on over to one of the most beautiful parks of Brooklyn, which also happens to be in Greenpoint neighborhood. I couldn’t help but get lost in this editorial he shot.
Here I am, styled in a purple suits of Capitol Clothes I picked up last year before my trip to New Orleans, some Beanie I was gifted from the trade show that’s not even a year old and worn them daily. NY is finally showing off its winter wardrobe by casting its first blanket of snow and giving us a wind chill of 21 degrees Fahrenheit. When it comes to weather like this I have one rule before stepping out of the house, it’s called the four layer rule. It’s simple really, you style 4 pieces of clothing (thinnest first, heaviest last) and you should be good to go for braving the city chill. For example, in the ensemble above I started with a classic white T-shirt as the foundation. Next I added a fresh, white dress shirt and a knit tie for some extra polish. Thirdly came the thick, impenetrable Suits from the thrift store which I favor during these frigid seasons. And last but certainly not least is the coat! I lean towards ones that have vintage embellishment to give my outfits some nostalgic character but if you would rather the simple route, that’s okay too I suppose. Oh and did I mention there’s a second option to the rule? If you’re a sweater or cardigan then you can leave out the scarf and tap in a knit or cashmere neck-warmer instead.
Nothing warms you up quicker than a fresh hot cup of coffee.
After getting my butt kicked by January’s first snow frost, I sought refuge at this particular coffee shop in downtown Brooklyn. It was legit the best decision I made all day. The coffee here is probably the best cup of joe I’ve had. And trust me, I’ve been to plenty of coffee shops.
This look is perfect as is comfortable enough wear to work and after work.
Seven years later and I still think about this moment when it snows. Although I have came a long way, my journey is still blossoming. Stay warm today everyone and don’t forget to bundle up.
Photographed by: Gavin Doran
Location: Brooklyn, NYC
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