Monday, March 11, 2013
Growing up in Miami, FL, we had two types of weather: hot and hurricane. It wasn't until I moved north for school that I got to appreciate, and anticipate, the changing of the seasons. In one word, scarves. As temperatures climbed to the mid-60s this weekend (more than appropriate for daylight savings time), the entire city shed winter coats, slipped into Sperrys and headed outside to savor the first signs of spring. Obviously it's only a matter of time before I'll be lamenting the heat and wishing for winter, but until then I'll find every excuse to head outdoors with my SPF 30 and a DIY pedicure. I wrote about some kewl places to enjoy springtime here.