2-8-2026 MY WEEK: it's not gstaad, but it will do
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my legs are still sore from my first-ever attempt in skiing (not a failure per se, but sib and i agreed we'll be taking lessons soon). my cheeks still carry a red tint of windburn, and the lack of sleep due to late nite socials is evident in my sluggish demeanor. the obvious highlight of my whole week was escapism from cold to freezing as we took a road trip to holiday valley for a weekend skifest organized by the croatian fraternal union. the drive was slow and dark through salted and still snowy highways. the townhouse we stayed in was so hygge, fitting as i recently shared in a blog post (sib is now an expert in hygge). the baby hills were as far as what sib and i stomached on our first ever ski endeavor, and we really weren't confident enough. nevertheless, something to cross of the bucket list for 2026. a sport i've never tried before. i was enjoying boyfriend's osha-approved neon look as he skied down slopes. sure, my lashes were frosting ...