the siren sings.

shirt: forever 21
skirt: vintage
belt: vintage
shoes: vintage
necklace: street market, rome

i'm not sure how much longer i'll be able to do outside photographs without a coat - it was 39 degrees last night and still frigid in the morning. i'm not looking forward to the winter at all. i'm one of those people that barely leaves their house when the temperature starts to dip; work is about it, perhaps an occasional trip to b2. even the dog park is left for warmer weather, as my pups are not fans of the cold either. even with a coat on, my oldest pekingese won't walk more than one block.

and don't get me started on when snow hits. then i really do turn into a hermit. philadelphia plows two streets, broad and market, and leaves the rest of the roads to turn into ice-crusted death traps (particularly those who commute by bike).

are you a winter person? or do you turn into a shut-in once the thermometer goes below 50?