Growing up, snow in Kentucky meant days off from school, golf course sledding, a fire in my parent’s fire place burning 24/7, and extended slumber parties with my friends. Since living in Georgia, I haven’t been able to really experience a good snow (ATL is known for typically only getting ice) and I didn’t realize how much I had missed it until this weekend. Snow in Atlanta and seeing the downtown lights through a snowy bliss was even more special than I could have imagined.
Because snow in Georgia is so rare, I knew I had to take full advantage. These photos were shot by my friend Chris House when the snow had just started and was really coming down. It made for such magical photos and although this isn’t my typical outfit post, I wanted to share. I hope you enjoy, xx.