It’s cold all over and while that isn’t necessarily foreign to Vermont, it is unusual to hear die-hard natives complaining about being outside this winter. Although the below zero temps and even colder wind chills haven’t stopped me from hitting the road and attending readings and movies with my best friend, we have learned to bundle up. Tonight was a long black jacket kind of day. These coats are as warm as blankets and as bulky, too.
On our first day of college, Sheila showed up at my house in an almost identical outfit to mine and I guess things haven’t changed. We’re still dressing alike today, but perhaps that isn’t saying much -- in this weather our long, black coats are definitely uniforms of necessity.