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November 29, 2007
There is a certain sexiness about winter. Everyone is all tucked into their clothes and wrapped in layer after layer. There’s something sensual in having a visual reminder of how much anticipation lies between you and the body of the girl across the aisle on the bus or the guy you just brushed wide, wool shoulders with in the street.

I always look my best in winter. It has something to do with the sense of power i must feel to make me stand so tall in my warmest coat and how the chill air allows for loose, wild hair.