Me and my big mouth

I spoke too soon. I should have never made any remarks about the wonders of Polish winter and the lack of snow. It's now official: no more El Santino, no more outdoor activities for at least three months, no more summer dresses mixed with warm blazers, scarfs and heavy boots. Yeti chic is the only trend that matters. I can smell a new ice age right outside my window. I also smell presents, cupcakes and parties. There's no better time to be happy, bright, playful and in love. Spring is almost around the corner.