Inevitably, what begins as 60 degrees in the morning balloons to 300 degrees by mid-day. Cloaked in 70 layers, even
I hazarded to strip down to my slip,
under bralette for comforts sake. For fashions sake, I endured, cranking the air condition up to a brisk Arctic clime. Dig it! Grey on grey striped cotton tunic.
Bevy of religious iconography did nothing to dispel my warm fuzzy feeling.
Love my Brawny paper towel trousers.
Wait, it's get's better. Snuggle up in a cardigan! Grey with red dots, reversed interior. I finally resume climate comfort, be it 3 o'clock in the morning. Dig it!
