#socoldtome

So I've thought a lot about what the first “on the job” post would be over these past weeks, and I’m going with the first thing that hit me walking to work today, which is how bloody cold skirts are. Or more accurately, everything is windy when you’re in a skirt.  Seriously. I didn't have an appreciation for how little fabric goes into a skirt.  Sometimes it feels like it’s about 0 inches.  I never had an understanding about why whenever you look at a girl in a skirt, she’s trying to pull it down. It’s not because someone is looking at her. She’s trying to magically manifest more inches onto the skirt by pulling on it, because they provide less heat than a nice thought.