My good friend Hadleigh and I decided to go to Breckenridge one snowy weekend and paint the town red. I feel like an old woman using that phrase, but just go with it. Breckenridge is only about an hour and a half drive from Boulder, but it won't feel that long because of the awe striking views along the way. We picked up some coffee, drove through snow spells and huge mountains, and arrived in Breck around lunch time. To my surprise, the town was small, quant, and not very crowded. Perfect for a little getaway. We explored the streets, spent a little too much in boutiques, ate crepes for lunch, satisfied our after lunch sweet tooth with some ice cream, wandered into some vintage/antique shops, and -get this- I even attended my very first hockey game! I guess you can say I'm a hockey fan now. Check out the photos below and find out my outfit details!