So, as most of you already know, I go to a small school in Virginia but have lived in Texas for the past 14+ years. And, in case you are as blissfully unaware as I was, the climate is slightly different.
To give you a better idea, I refer to myself as "cold-blooded" because I am cold 99.9% of the time. On the few occasions that I have actually lowered my climate control in the car, my family and friends have made it seem like a lifetime achievement.
I will never forget the first day that I emerged from my dorm in my quintessential cardigan (not for fashion - for warmth) and I was frigid. It had reached Antarctic levels - 50 degrees. I was not prepared for this. That was also the day that I ordered two of the greatest purchases of my life: my thermal blanket and my puffer jacket. There wasn't a day following their arrival that they weren't used.
|Pic of me on the first cold day. Had to be carried home by public safety, wasn't even drunk.|
I'm pretty sure that there were moments that my love for the two became uncomfortable for others. We now have an uncomfortably intimate relationship. I think there was a total of two days that I went without wearing my puffer ALL day following its arrival, and (*fire hazard*), there wasn't a moment the thermal blanket wasn't plugged in, ready to defrost me.
Yes, I was also that girl that wore a light puffer to the Spring Term beach party. But, okay, it was a light puffer.
|Possible splurge for next winter?|
Seriously though, if you are Northward bound at any time in this coming year there are two things you cannot live without: