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Finally jacket weather ✨

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Winter clothes (2024)
Cozy weather is just around the corner. I couldn't be more excited. Time to break out the blankets, hoodies and hot chocolate. (Not that I haven't been secretly using all of them in my cold house all summer 😏)
Just Sam and Bucky, putting jackets on for the first time this winter in Delacroix, Sam grumbling about how he liked it when it was eighty degrees for Christmas, Bucky laughing and talking to Sam about snowdays in Shelbyville before he moved to Brooklyn.
Dedicating this hot and humid day to every piece of outerwear I’ve adopted in anticipation of Jacket Weather 🥵
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Not TOO much to really explain about this strip, except that up here in Pennsylvania, it’s firmly in “light jacket” weather more often than not. Which means I get to rock my green denim jacket with my Romulan pin on it. Oh, and there’s ONE thing slightly unrealistic in this strip. My purse doesn’t have one Starfleet pin on it. My purse has THREE different Starfleet pins on it. Because Trek=Life.
October 18, 2019
Jacket Weather, Tom? Really? How much “weather” are you running into inside the Bernard B. Jacobs Theatre? Lots of gusting wind? Or perhaps some rain or sleet? Not fucking bloody likely.