Snowman in the Hood

There was a freak snowstorm today in New York.  (By the afternoon, it was sunny as if nothing had happened, and none of the snow stuck.)  At the height of the mini-blizzard conditions, I had to go to a lunch appointment, and as I made my way to the subway, I was literally covered from head to toe with snow.  I felt like a little snowman.  I also felt vindicated in my insistence that any outerwear I purchase must have a hood.  After all, you never know when a random snowstorm will hit.