There is a reason we live in the Southern California Desert. I like HEAT! Even those over 100 degree months that drive many away in the summer don't bother me, and I rarely complain about heat (without humidity). What I hate is COLD! Despite this we are going to a very good friend's daughter's wedding next weekend in YOSEMITE!!! I am DREADING the whole thing, but I'm sure that once we get there, I will have fun with my sorority sisters, and the bride needs all her "Auntie Yayas"!
It is an 8 hour drive, and we need CHAINS! Chains should be gold and worn around one's neck!
I've been cold HERE the past few weeks with daytime temps in the 50's and lows in around 35ish. Don't you just love Accuweather? "Low: 26. REAL FEEL: 16." Those aren't temperatures! Those are the answers to, "How many cookies can you eat in a row?"
THIS is as close as I want to get to snow: my driveway!
With the recent east coast storms, several Slow Travel friends have posted photos of their yards blanketed in white. All I can think of is BRRRRRRRRRR! It looks terrifying to me. I think it is crazy, and wouldn't leave my house all winter! Even those idyllic holiday scenes don't do it for me. I shudder at the thought! Give me a sunny beach or a warm spring, summer or early fall vacation in Italy, please. I can't stand looking at those photos of Florence and Venice covered in snow. OMG, THAT is why we don't go to Italy for Christmas!
The last time I was in snow was sometime in the 1970's, when my ex-husband and I went with some friends to a ski resort. I fell down three times from the parking lot to the lodge, where I planted myself for the day drinking warm alcoholic drinks. My ex-husband took a begginer's ski lesson on the bunny hill where he knocked down a whole row of children, domino style, during the first few minutes of the lesson. We decided we were not snow people.
Back to the wedding, let's talk about clothes! I bought a down parka on sale after Christmas from Land's End. I'm sure I'll get lots of wear out of THAT! Maybe Slow Bowl in Paso Robles in February... So all of you readers who live in frozen lands east and north of me, don't laugh. Help me out here. Does this seem reasonable?
TWO pair of leggings, wool socks, UGGS, a silk underwear top, turtleneck and fleece sweatshirt under my parka. I'll bring jeans to wear inside, because once we get to the hotel, I'm not leaving until the wedding Saturday! Did I mention, a hat, gloves and two scarves? Lots of wine will be consumed.
Black tights, cashmere socks, black pants, cashmere turtleneck, dressy top over the turtleneck, UGGS to walk from the car to the chapel, and my black cashmere long coat with fur collar, fur hat. Pretty fashionable, except for the UGGS, huh? My friend said, "You need a fur coat!". Well, I don't HAVE a fur coat! Nor would I ever wear one in the desert!
I will be the one who either looks like Nanookabella or Svetlanabella!
The HARDEST part of the weekend will be leaving Luigi at home with the dogsitter! I'll be calling her OFTEN!