Mark Twain once famously quipped that the coldest winter he ever spent was summer in San Francisco. All humour aside, I’m fairly certain that the coldest winter I’ll ever experience will be this winter in New York. It’s going to be minus nine degrees when we arrive. Freaky. I’ve been keeping warm in Paris wearing outfits like the one above (I flat-layed it last night), but I’m not quite sure how to deal with New York. They say boots are essential. Do you think high top Chucks count?
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