I chose to live in a city where summers are short and winters are brutal. I chose to live in a place where beaches are not as pretty as the ones you gawk at on Instagram… they are also far. I chose to live in a place where weather messes up your mood and the winds blow away your cheer.

Ugh fine, call me out, I am being dramatic. I also chose to live in a pretty amazing city that offers me endless variety in food, people and adventures. So yes, rough and candid, that is New York City. So I will close my eyes and think of warmer days that I can enjoy by the water while I eat oysters and drink rose.

In the meantime, enjoy these totally unrelated pictures from Puerto Rico. I blame them for my misery. Actually, I blame this stupid winter weather that decides to act up on April (Spring!!!).

Hey, it’s not my fault I really belong in paradise.