When I landed in Newark last night, I felt something I barely recognized: cold. Actual, need-another-layer cold. I promptly put on whatever was at the top of my carry-on to fend off the chill—a button-up sweatshirt, a cropped jacket, above—and it felt oddly reassuring to have the weather finally agree with the calendar. Of course, the shopping possibilities have multiplied with every degree dropped from LA (which is a lot!). A few things inspiring me, below: the ponyhair , the beaded (already en route to LA!), the (Coco is eyeing), a (I have this with me), the ruffle trimmed , and a red hoodie.