It's a mind-numbingly brisk 23 degrees in New York City, and at the Bean in Chicago, it's below freezing. But, here, in my little house in Venice, it's a happy 75. Besides the freak spurt of rain the other day, winter in L.A. is like any other day in the Land Of No Seasons. But, that doesn't mean us Angelenos can't partake in winter styles.
Winter in California means 60-degree mornings, with afternoons of 80 and temperatures plummeting (sort of) to 50 degrees at night. The trick is layer, layer, layer. Read on to see three ways I bundle up this season with finds from T.J.Maxx without burning up.