I grew up downhill skiing with my family. Every Saturday and Sunday, we’d pack up and head to the slopes for a day of fun with our friends. I had a hideous shiny (really shiny) green snowsuit and a poodle perm but I though I was it. I remember some of the women being so elegant in their ski attire. There’s no need to look like the abominable snowman just because it’s cold outside. There are so many stylish options available. Staying warm and chic on the slopes has never been so easy.
{ Mont-Tremblant, Quebec } { Courchevel, France } { Stella McCartney snowsuit } { Hat, Tory Burch boots, gloves } { Après-ski } { Fondues }
Now that I’m older, I’m all about the après-ski: sitting in front of a roaring wood fire, glass of red wine in hand, feet up, followed by a fondue dinner. What could be better?
Marie
