savanah

Ever notice how when a woman starts to reach her prime seniority, the golden years, the winter jackets progressively become longer and longer by the winter?
At some point in our humanity controlled partly by competition for mates, self-esteem, and comparing attractiveness, a woman's value of a good waistline becomes obsolete. With wisdom comes appreciation for warmth. After all those years of living, all the cold winters endured and recessions and long trecks through the snow to school "uphill both ways'' it is finally necessary to cover your whole body with winter clothes.
Of course, the most recent fashions for women are the rediculous tiny winter jackets that show your back dimples when you bend over- totally cool, right? Or cold! I'm guilty of it too, and I'm sure in my old age as my waist starts to fill in, I will be forced to jump on the long-coat band wagon and bust out the mittens.

Off to breakfast with my babe!