PS If you want a more affordable/no-fur puffer coat option, I highly recommend this one. It has great features (like cuffs to keep the cold out of your sleeves), keeps you really warm, and the belt adds good shape.
I can’t remember what blog post it was, but someone commented wanting to see a picture of what I wore when I walked Teddy. I loved that suggestion and thought I’d share what really happens.
Especially now that it’s cold out, I dread (I mean really dread) that moment when Teddy pounces on me to wake me up. It feels like he’s saying, “Sleep time is over!” with a malicious grin on his face. Teddy is potty trained, but when he has to go, he has to go. I spring into action to throw clothes on as he yips and yaps at the door.
When I put my pajamas on at night, I throw my clothes that I was wearing over my desk chair. This is almost always a sweater or sweatshirt and leggings, which I put on again in the morning for the walk. I skip a bra, don’t touch my hair, fling on the first pair of boots I can find on the floor, and fling on the coat I leave out at night for the morning walk.
It’s not glamorous. Sadly, I can say that I have run into no fewer than four readers and six friends from college on these morning walks over the past few months. Don’t let these photos I took with Bekka fool you… the clothes are the same, but the hair/face situation is #not.
I really miss the summer days when I could throw on running shorts, a sports bra, and a t-shirt and take Teddy out. Gosh, I even miss the spring days when I could hold the leash without my fingers turning ice cold. I bought the coat I’m wearing in December, half of Manhattan has it… for a reason. Sometimes I come back inside thinking it’s “not that cold” only to look at my weather app and realize it’s 22 degrees. Talk about warm. It’s also the perfect length, just long enough to cover my rear, but short enough for mobility.
(Teddy was sent this coat which he wears all the time, as seen here. I didn’t put it on him for the photos because we were outside for four minutes and his leashed matched my boots… truth.)
For shoes, I really do grab whatever pair of boots is closer to the door. Sometimes it’s my Hunter boots, or my UGG boots, or my (absolute favorite) Sorel boots.
Photos by Bekka Palmer