dallas iceageddon


There is something about winter that delights me more than fall ever could.  The dreary palette, the stillness, the promise of weekends cuddled on the couch fawning over Frances Ha.  This is the first year I’ve been in town to see white cover my historic neighborhood, and it didn’t disappoint. J and I braved the icy roads and headed to The Square.

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