It has been cold. Today, in the sun, it was -20 degrees Celsius (-4 degrees Fahrenheit). Cue shivering Rosie. I am a cold person at the best of times. I sleep with a super heavy duvet and a husky year round. You would think that after having lived in Maritime Canada for most of my life, with a few years in Northern Sweden, I would be used to the cold weather. Every year though, I become the Michelin Man for a while, until I become used to not feeling my toes.
In case you were wondering, I am actually alive. I even managed to survive this week without a nervous breakdown. I was close last night, when I didn't get any of the math at 10:30 pm, and I had a math test the next morning (today) at 9:14 am, but after a bit of sleep, it made sense. (I think. I hope. Either it made sense or I epically failed my test.)
Anyways, I thought I would do a little polyvore to explain why I haven't even done an outfit post recently:
So this week I have been wearing many layers, boring sweaters and jeans, boots, a huge coat. Actually, that's not entirely true. On Tuesday I wore a pretty skirt with a blazer (and boots, and leggings over tights, and a long sleeved shirt), but by the time I got home it was 10:45 pm and I was exhausted, so no pictures. Otherwise though, that is pretty much what I have been wearing, although the sweater and cardigan are sometimes changed in for a hoodie.
Next week though, I think I will listen to the advice of the Freelancer's Fashion Blog and her post about The Anatomy of Dressing When It's Really Really Cold. If I get organized enough to actually leave the house, you may be seeing more interesting outfits then.