TORONTOPARKA

If you know me you know i HATE the parka, being forced to wear the parka is a sign of being broke by winter. All is lost, its tights, long johns, fleece, wool and down layer upon layer until I look no different than a garden gnome or a third grader at recess.

It does make things eventful, going to the post office to mail Christmas notes required a ten min layering process. Stopping for coffee was also equally burdensome. I guess this winter humiliation is what keeps Canadians humble.

The bottom photo shows the cozy side of winter storms from inside!! I was intrigued how the chandelier from inside was reflected out onto the street.