This morning was the coldest morning I’ve experienced in a while. I put on tights under my pants, a cashmere sweater, a scarf wound around a few times, wool coat, a little hat, and light gloves for my walk to Market and Van Ness.
The girl walking just in front of me was wearing a thin cotton dress, and while she had tights on, her shoes were some kind of huarachesque sandal deal. Her scarf was a loosely crocheted number draped over the back of her neck. She had her hands crammed into her pockets so hard her little wooly coat was open at the back slit enough to expose one side of her ass. She did however have on ear muffs. Maybe huaraches in winter is some kinda shabby chic thing I haven’t heard of. To me she looked rather unfashionable… and very, very cold.