It's now officially winter...

Yes, I realize that, it was officially winter back in December, but now it's officially winter according to me. Because, as you can see from these beautiful photos TAKEN BY MY FRIEND PATRICK (note the caps and bold so there's no way I can be accused of trying to pass them off as my own handiwork) we finally, finally got some snow that matters rather than a light dusting that disappears faster than a Billy's Bakery cupcake once it lands in my hands.

When I woke up yesterday morning and looked out the window and saw the snow, I planned on running outside with my camera and snapping away (after I threw on sweats and boots, that is) but that brilliant idea disappeared by the time I made it to the kitchen to make coffee and realized I was way too tired (and lazy) due to the fact that I've been working my ass off lately.

And then I thought, I'm sure Patrick is out there snapping away, because Patrick's just that kind of guy. (If you click here and read his blog, you'll see what I'm talking about.) So last night, when I went to meet him and our mutual friend Lexa who's in town from L.A. (see non-snow picture above -- the one I allowed to be taken of me POST-FACIAL because I knew Patrick was going to insist on that for his blog -- who on earth lets themself be photographed sans makeup, post-facial?!) I found out that -- yes, indeed -- Patrick had taken photos.

So, like an underachieving high school student, I asked him if I could just "borrow" his for my blog. I did say I'd give him credit, though. And because he's so sweet, he said yes.

So these are photos from my first NYC snowstorm. It was great. The whole day was great -- especially hanging out with Lexa and Patrick and going to see Sarah Ruhl's new play Dead Man's Cell Phone starring Mary-Louise Parker, which was quirky and fun. (Due to the fact that I've only ingested the first quarter of my cup of coffee I'm not in the space to be reviewing a 34-year-old Pulitzer Prize-nominated playwright's work without risking projecting lightning bolts of envy...even if they are cloaked in breezy, passive aggressive prose).

So, yes, snowstorm = very exciting.
Lexa being in town = even more exciting.