Picture, if you will, a bright, snowy day. You've just donned your avocado-green ski suit. You know the one. It has sunset yellow and burnt sienna stripes across the breast. You even bought special ski boots, a hat, and gloves to match those stripes. Your chunky, white goggles are poised across your hat, on your forehead and your cheeks are bright pink from the winter air.
Fast forward two or three hours and many rides up the lift. Your last trip down the slope, you feel a pull towards the belly of that lodge burning warm and glowing from within. You set your skis by the door and strip down to cozy leggings, an over-sized turtleneck sweater, and warm, fuzzy slipper-boots.
