While I haven't found a way to rid my life of winter there are certainly things that are going to make it sweeter for me. Before I scrambled to find ways to adapt my summer clothing to the freeze. Cue layering stockings over tights and every such layering technique to ensure that I could still wear a sweater dress in -30. I reckon that I'm getting too old to care. Just like that I am not concerned about whether or not I wore the same jeans twice in the same week. There's a certain confidence I like to think I gain when I know I won't fall flat on my ass from wearing the wrong shoes or have to run my hands under warm water because I thought I was too cool for gloves. As a result I often find myself leaving my house and sometimes making eye contact with little kids during my commute sharing that knowing look behind full winter layering.