Snow Bunny

Fact: I own a snowboard. Truth: I wouldn’t call myself a snowboarder. In fact I might be the furthest thing from one. I haven’t been down a ski slope in over four years now and I can’t say I feel any ounce of FOMO (translation for my mom: fear of missing out). But I will say that I most definitely fantasize about dressing for the snow, and of course, falling back into a heap of powder for the most epic snow angel. I guess I’m more of a snow bunny, or as the urban dictionary would define it—a girl who goes to the mountains in cute ski/snowboard clothes to drink hot chocolate. Until I actually find myself near any fresh powder, this fluffy snow-like coat will have to fill the void.