winter furs//yellowed dappled light//it's cold outside

I've never formally introduced my room mate, but here she is. Her name is Ann Elize, her style is impeccable, her wit is dry, her accent is Southern, and she is lovely.
We had just brunched at Buttermilk Channel at about a mile from our apartment and we had slowly started to meander back towards home, but not without exploring little shops along the way.