Snow is truly deceiving Southerners.
Snow is not charming. It's not pleasurable. It's not a 'must-have' winter accessory.
In fact, snow is not cool AT ALL.
It's bitter and conniving and makes me want to cry.
(By the way, I'm referring to city snow--not pretty, awesome ski snow blanketing mountains.)
I hate the cold, I'll never get used to it, I want my flip-flops back.
The spring and summer will never come quick enough.
(Allison accessorizing a photo with snow in Central Park.)
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