NYC winter has been quite unbearably arctic recently. Can't feel my toes, my face and other parts of my body I never thought I wouldn't be able to feel. ha. But there's something undeniably dreamlike about the city with its soft layer of white. Even the muddy spots in the heart of tourist trodden Soho. Sunset in Nolita is like stopping still the time on your watch. Looking up at the red brick stone buildings through a hazy vision of your winter frosted breath makes a winter stroll through the city worth the possibility of frost bite. That's why I love this city so much. An inspiring source of energy never stops being produced no matter what the temperature is outside.