I remember I went shopping with an old roommate, and I held up a gray sweater for her to look at, asking her opinion. She laughed and said, "It's as cute as all the other ones you have." Turns out I have a thing for grays and icy blues, for the dead-ish colors of winter, especially after the vibrant and oversaturated colors of fall. Last week, I went for a walk and I picked out all of my favorite colors of winter. The colors you can feel in your fingers, in your toes, that make you crave a hot cup of coffee, a big warm hug.