For a brief moment, as I bask in the sun without seven layers on, I almost forget it's winter.
And then a harsh gust of win comes, wakes me out of my sunshine coma, and reminds me it's still only 12 degrees outside.
But for those few short lived moments, blind to the piles of snow around me, I can actually believe that spring is coming.
coat: zara (old, similar here)
shirt: j.crew factory
jeans: american eagle (old, similar here)
necklace: bauble bar (similar here)