Just before the mountains of snow descended upon us, before the weather fell to a painful minus thirty nine degrees celsius, before Toronto turned into the ice planet Hoth, I went out. I went out and got some photos on a balm plus one degree day. It’s sad to think that I long for the warmth of plus one.
I stood there taking pictures for the launch party of another brand, and I remember thinking, “This isn’t too bad. I could handle this kind of Winter.” Oh what a fool I was. I had no idea what was coming. Every year around this time, the outfit posts slow, because I doubt you guys are interested in seeing the same pair of eyes peeking out from under the same blanket day in and day out…sitting beside a space heater.