Welcome to New England: the mercury flirts with single digits, and us hardy folk are faced with the challenge of dressing to bounce between warm bed, icy winds, overheated public transportation, frigid dashes across streets where drivers interpret red lights as the merest of suggestions. And who knows whether our offices will be saunas or fridges. Layering is the greatest weapon in our adaptive arsenal.
Here’s how I cope:
| 1. Thigh-high cashmere socks (argyle!) 2. EMS Techwick H2 pants 3. Cute sleeveless shell (or cotton short-sleeved top) |
4. Extra socks — also cashmere 5. Skinny corduroy pants 6. Sheer v-neck sweater 7. Cute chunky wool cardigan |
I name-dropped the make and model of my long underwear because they’re one of the greatest things I’ve ever purchased: they breathe in warm environments and insulate against the bitterest cold. I’ve even blogged about them. Though footless, they do NOT violate my injunction against the wearing of leggings by anyone older than ten or above the weight they were at age ten, because they are not worn as pants.
This is all before the hat, scarf, hooded sweatshirt, puffy down coat, two pairs of gloves, and fleecy-lined flat-soled boots. Outerwear may be a sequel to this doodle. And most days, I’m one blast of wind away from buying some earmuffs.
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