Today was cold. Not really temperature wise, but it was that first day of Fall when it's all gray and charmain blue, heavy clouds in the sky. There was no sun, it was chilly and terribly, terribly windy. It was that kind of Fall day when you know that there is no going back to the denial that Summer might not ever end if we continue to have those sneaky little 70 degree days in September and October. But, it's over baby. Fall is here and Winter is on it's way. Do not be fooled.When I was a little girl, I used to cry when it was time to bundle up and go play in the snow. I really did. While everyone around me was twinklin' in their toes to go slide down a snowy hill or pale each other with rock hard snowballs , I stood, tear streaked face, at the window as my mom cinched my little fur lined 1970's cable knit hat under my chin. I remember staring out at the icicle dripped windows and the piles of thick Mid-Western snow like they were my most hated enemy. I HATE the Winter. I love being naked and I love being warm. I say all this because I finally had a physcological revelation about myself today. One that, mind you, has been pointed out to me by friends and family since I was a kid. I am a, what I am now going to deem 'Winter Denial Dresser'. I dress warm when I have to, because I hate to freeze, but if I can stretch out sexy, light, silky, gauzy, body being free clothing, I will. For as long as I can.
Example-today. I wore the above dress. I thought to myself (honestly) "It's nice Fall shades, it's heavy silk, it's long sleeve, I'll wear leather boots, all's well." Well, who forgot the middle of her legs? Me, that's who. But when I felt the breezy October wind on my legs, it was hard to deny the stupid move I'd made. I then thought- "oh, that's ok, because I have my big cozy wool wrap sweater. I'll just throw that on." Well, below is my sweater................
hahaha- what an idiot. Lotta good that did me! I'm going to do better this year. I sware I am.
