My New Year's Eve look is a bit different this time around. I tend to opt for a dress, but I thought - why not switch it up a little? Maybe I can wear a romper that resembles PJs, because what's New Year's if not one big pajama party? At least for me, because I tend to fall asleep with a glass of champagne in one hand and Kathy Griffin yelling in the background from overcrowded Times Square, as we're all waiting for the ball to drop.

If you have to wait for the train, at least do it stylishly. Not that I was actually waiting for the train, but hey, I had to figure out how to name this post. The weekend I took these photos, New York was covered in snow. It came almost unnoticed and unannounced, like when Kirk sneaks into Emily Gilmore's dinner without anyone noticing him. (All Gilmore Girls fans, you know which scene I'm referring to...hilarious.)