Blankets of Snow

As a native Texan gal, snow will forever be magical and always leave me enchanted. This past weekend we were hit with a blizzard here in NYC, making me want to do nothing but drink hot coffees and hang out with friends in various apartments in my neighborhood. On the night of the blizzard we walked a few blocks away to a cozy gathering of friends in town for NYFW. In the middle of the night we walked back to our place in a surreal New York City scene. The streets were covered in blankets of powdery glitter, vacant of cars... just people wandering around in its beauty. Of course the next morning the city had already cleaned it up in the streets ( as pictured above), but...