This is what I woke up to this morning: there’s nearly a foot of snow in New York City this morning in places, although down here in Tribeca we are looking at around 8 inches.
I do admire the precision of American weather reports. We were told that it would start sleeting yesterday (Friday) morning, start snowing mid-afternoon, and be a full scale blizzard by nightfall. And that is exactly what happened.
Waking at 7am yesterday morning, this is what I saw from my bedroom window at the Tribeca Grand: 45 degree driving sleet. Nice.
I came back to the hotel around 4pm to change for the Rag and Bone show. By then the sleet had changed to heavy snow, and was settling. It is amazing how quickly the snow here turns from a light dusting to a thick layer.
Just after midnight, I walked back from the West Village to Tribeca in the deep, unmarked snow last night, and this is what my view looked like when I got home:
7am this morning (Saturday), and there was a LOT of snow. Central Park officially got eleven inches of snow overnight.
I’m off to Fashion Week up at the tents at Lincoln Center. In eight layers. Brr