Wednesday is here, and winter hasn’t even fully arrived in New York City—yet I already feel like I’m clinging on by a thread! When I think back to my very first week here in August, I can still picture it clearly: the thick, humid air, the nonstop walking, and the way I was practically drenched in nature’s “glow.” But honestly? I couldn’t stop smiling. I had dreamt of living in this city for as long as I can remember, and even though the weather gave me an uninvited welcome hug, I adored every minute of it.
Fast forward to December, and I’m smiling again—only this time, it’s on the inside, because my face is too numb to show it. The cold is no joke, but just like summer’s humidity, it’s all part of the experience. And somewhere between the seasons, I’ve picked up a few lessons—about fashion, beauty, and even life—that I wouldn’t trade for anything.
Fashion: The Art of Layering
If I could sum up New York winter style in a single word, it would be layers. Lots of them. On most days, I leave the apartment in at least three, and surprisingly, it keeps me perfectly comfortable—until the wind decides to join the party. Then, it’s every scarf for itself.
What I’ve learned is that layering doesn’t have to feel bulky or boring. In fact, it’s where creativity really shines. On rushed mornings, I’ve even turned my pajama shirt into a day outfit. Case in point: a striped button-up that I usually wear to bed became a chic base when I threw a blazer over it and added a pinstripe coat. Pajamas to streetwear? Only in New York.
Beauty: Less Variety, More Intensity
Moving from LA to New York brought with it one massive shift in my beauty routine: dryness. In LA, I never had to think twice about moisture. But here, the cold and wind demand a completely different approach.
So, I simplified my routine down to a few essentials—but I doubled the amount I use. Here’s what that looks like:
- Cleansing with a gentle touch. I start with a mild cleanser and a muslin cloth. That cloth is magic—it exfoliates just enough to leave my skin smooth without being harsh.
- Face oil, but make it generous. My holy grail is The Nourisher rose face oil. Back in LA, two drops were plenty. In New York, I use three or four. It’s made such a difference in keeping my skin supple and balanced. I’m so obsessed that I buy travel-size bottles and hand them out like little gifts to friends and visitors. (Truly, it’s the best beauty “stocking stuffer” you can give.)
- Day cream and night cream. Twice a day, every day. This step is non-negotiable for me now.
- A face mask treat. About once every week or two, I use a Detoxifier modeling mask. It’s unlike anything I’d tried before—it dries with a rubbery texture and peels off in one smooth motion. The first time I used it, I half expected my skin to rebel, but instead, it felt hydrated, clean, and refreshed. The best word to describe the result? Done.
This pared-down but concentrated routine has kept me feeling radiant, even when the city itself feels icy and gray.
Life: The Little Joys
Of course, not everything I’ve learned here has been about fashion or beauty. New York has a way of teaching you lessons in the smallest, sweetest moments. Case in point: cats.
My Sammie has adjusted to city life beautifully, and winter has only made him more affectionate. He’s snuggled up beside me as I write this, purring contentedly. I’ve “catified” my apartment with chic scratching posts and climbing spots, and it makes me smile knowing he’s as comfortable here as I am.
And if there’s one truth I’ve discovered, it’s this: cold weather equals extra cat cuddles. I’ll take that win any day.
Closing Thoughts
As the holiday season settles in, I can’t help but feel grateful for this chapter. New York isn’t easy—it’s gritty, it’s unpredictable, and sometimes it’s downright freezing. But it’s also vibrant, inspiring, and full of lessons waiting to be learned in the most unexpected ways.
So, to all of you navigating your own winters—whether in the city or elsewhere—I hope these little lessons bring warmth and inspiration. Keep layering, moisturize generously, and never underestimate the power of small joys (or a cat snuggle).
Happy holidays, and stay warm out there!
