Anna Karenina style

We still don't get a lot of sunshine here, but the days are slowly getting longer - darkness doesn't fall until after four these days, which definitely makes a difference. I really don't mind the dark - I've never been one to be negatively affected by it - but it's still a funny feeling when you suddenly realize it's been three weeks since you last went for a walk in broad daylight.

Still, like I said, I'm fine with it. And it probably helps that I love, love, love winter clothes. There is something so romantic about the careful, time-consuming layering of knits, leggings and scarves that this season demands, even if you're only popping to the grocery store. I have a belted, hooded, knee-lenght black wool coat with a very wide skirt that I think of as my Anna Karenina coat, in which I've practically lived for three winters now. At a hundred euros it's by far the most expensive item in my wardrobe, but it was definitely worth it - it's wonderfully warm, it creates the most beautiful hourglass silhouette, and I'll probably wear it forever.

 This is not what the coat looks like, but this is how I feel when I wear it: 

Like an old-fashioned, glamourous tragedienne. 

And that's really what matters, isn't it?

I pair my beloved coat with a huge flower-patterned scarf in muted colours, and chocolate brown knee-high boots - or if it's really cold, black combat-style leather boots. Add a simple black hat and mittens with a folklore pattern (Leather gloves might look better, but I find knitted mittens so much warmer!), and you're perfectly ready to brave the cold.