all of aspen
i've been spending some time in colorado this winter with my boyfriend - he's from there, and his childhood home is a log cabin, sort of frozen (literally) in time from the 80s. there's usually a houseful of guests, and he cooks (lord, how he cooks), we watch movies, i sort through piles of clothes from decades ago and take steam showers, and almost everyday we go into town, for me to internet, to grab a drink, or some food, to meet dogs, maybe friends, and otherwise keep ourselves entertained.
it's an easy time. aspen is beautiful and i'm kinda capitvated.
white getting there from raleigh isn't always a breeze (if a flight gets delayed, or oftentimes cancelled out of aspen, you're in it for another day), but how can you complain when the world looks like this?
|the view as you drive down into snowmass. a bluebird day is a beautiful sunny one right after an overnight snowfall. it's a perfect skiing day with a clear blue sky, bright sun, and fresh snow. instagram likes it too.|
|we spent a couple of nights at buttermilk mountain checking out the x-games. i excelled in my category: drinking bourbon, or hot chocolate in the ski lodge, eating the most delicious tots, and trying to solve the mystery of what exactly to do about women's ski fashion.|
|we had an amazing view of the half-pipe at x. with the wind chill, it was south of negative 15 degrees some nights, so the heated suite was a major score.|
|hat shopping at kemo sabe in town - i was way into a stetson hat i found, but not so into the price tag. luckily, my BF scored one for me at a thrift store for $25. i found this chick on etsy who makes similar horsehair hat bands for $40, so for under $100 - i'm doing great.|
|hunter s. thompson's old haunt in woody creek - the tavern is head to toe in thousands of polaroids, tons of memorabilia and serves some really righteous onion rings,.|
|have you ever? overwhelmingly beautiful moments seem to happen almost haphazardly in this part of the country. every outing was an adventure. every stop scenic. almost every sound serene (even the coywolfs that would howl in their packs late at night, under the most incredibly vivid milky way i've ever seen.|