ah new england...

To continue my rant on New England weather...

May I just point out that on Thursday, it was blazer/t-shirt weather. One could easily roam the streets of Boston in little more than they would wear on a breezy summer night. On the walk back to my apartment, I felt like a social outcast bundled up in my tweed peacoat, and quickly shed all but one of my layers. The next day, I strolled the streets in just a blazer and jeans. It was a little chilly at night, but NOTHING compared to today.

For reasons beyond my comprehension, the temperature has suddenly plummeted to sub-freezing levels. The wind is whipping through the city, so sharp it feels like you get rugburn on any exposed skin everytime you step out of the doorway. It howls through the alleyways, threatens to knock over trees and buildings, and tears apart stray newspaper pages before the very eyes of spectators. Some would not see this as a state of emergency, but for someone even the least bit concerned about their outside appearance, it's a big deal.

In this weather, fashionistas must rely on simply concepts- hats, scarves, gloves, sweatshirts, long jackets and the occasional leggings thrown on under a pair of jeans. For me, it was too late- I ventured a half mile to the train station under only the protection of a light jacket, and almost froze to death. It was a good half hour before I regained feeling in my nose and ears.

So ladies, tie your hair up under an oversized cap to keep it from whipping you in the face- go light on the eyeliner and mascara, since the inevitable wind-whipped tears which form will leave you with streaks and smears- keep on a heavy set of gloves (even if they electricute you at every chance they get)- and protect your lips with plenty of lip balm (chapped lips don't look or feel the least bit sexy).

Just a few little tips from me- again, feel great before looking great. Stay warm!