And then there's the fact that after twenty-four years of living here, I still haven't learned to dress weather-appropriately. Tartan skirts that the wind will blow up to your ears? Well, yeah... Wear fuck-me boots to the sloshy rain? But I like my boots. And how stupid do you have to be to take a thin leather coat to the freezing cold? Yeah, I do understand the looks I get when every time I step out of the door the words 'it's so fucking cold' come out of me like by a switch.
I was nine years old when I decided I was too cool for winter. Really, I am waiting to grow out of it.
addendum: Boots also bad for icy roads. Find skates.