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"She could never be a saint, but she thought she could be a martyr if they killed her quick." --Flannery O' Connor

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

What Weather Shall I Wear?

I found out that the story I mentioned in the last post actually started floating around awhile back. As in, 2002 (I think). But I don't care, it's still funny.

In other earth-shaking news, yesterday I went out and bought my first real raincoat.

Yes, I mean ever.

I am a true Southern California girl in a sartorial* sense, which means that my wardrobe almost entirely consists of tank tops, T-shirts, flip-flops, etc. Summer clothes, in other words. My "cold-weather" clothes amount to a few sweatshirts, one coat (which I never wear) and jeans. But that's ok, because summer never really ends here. In fact, today the highs are supposed to hit upper 80s-low 90s (late 20s-early 30s for the Celsius lovers)! Nice.

However, in a couple of days, I'll be leaving Summerland and going to a state where they have weather that actually dips below 65 degrees. And rain. And that mysterious element known as a "wind chill factor." All these things add up to the need for an entirely new wardrobe, a wardrobe that includes items I barely ever have occasion to even pronounce out here on the West Coast--scarves, gloves (!), and boots.

So, as you can imagine, I am freaking out (like, totally).

The thought crossed my mind that perhaps I should just take my snowboarding clothes and wear them the whole time, but they would probably take up too much room in my suitcase. Boo.


*"Sartorial" does not, unfortunately, translate to "fashionable." For more details on the distinction, click here.

4 Comments:

  • At 8:25 AM , Anonymous eldila said...

    That's funny...just yesterday I was warning beccaline of the pitfalls of the Californian view of weather (e.g., if it's below 60...or 40 for Bay Areans...put on massive boots, a shapeless down coat and a baklava). Because they've got to live with it for 2/3 of the year, the Britons celebrate the cold weather by buying a completely separate wardrobe. (And then by showing it off--saucy boots, rakish hats, flirty scarves and all--even if, by some miracle, there's a big heat wave.) Meanwhile, from my experiences of the mid-west, they just don't go outside at all.

     
  • At 8:35 AM , Blogger grackyfrogg said...

    baklava?! like the greek dessert made out of filo dough??

    i may be sartorially challenged, but even i don't wear food. unless it's exceptionally crumbly, that is. and then it's accidental.

     
  • At 8:44 AM , Anonymous eldila said...

    Tee hee. I thought I might have missed a syllable (mmmm...baklava...). There should be an 'la' in there (but you know how some people feel about LA).

     
  • At 12:45 AM , Blogger Quesse Lómë said...

    Wear the snowsuit!!! :)

     

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