Winter Fashions
I was walking through our local mall, picking up Halloween candy for the trick or treaters, winding my way around the Christmas displays, humming carols, smelling the cinnamon pine cones and reveling in the festive holiday displays. A Black Friday advertisement caught my eye with the picture of an attractive young woman looking all snug and cozy in her turtleneck sweater, skinny jeans and knee-high boots. Yes! It’s time to pull out the winter clothes, stash away all of the summer finery and get into winter. I’m so happy!
Out with the summer, in with the winter
When I got home, out came all of my winter clothes from storage. The sweaters, boots, cape, coats, gloves, hats, scarves and tights. I made a pile of clothes needing washing, a pile for dry cleaning and those pieces just needing an airing out. I looked at all my old friends I’d been missing; my sweater dresses, a pile of colorful scarves and even a pair of ear muffs. Ah, it’s going to be grand and I’m going to look FABULOUS! For weeks now I’ve poured over the Sunday ads in the paper, fashion catalogues, internet and the television commercials. I ordered a cord of wood delivered and dreamed of hot chocolate before a crackling fire. Bliss!
Hold on a sec!
I worked myself into a sweat, so I turn the air conditioner down a bit more. Between lugging down all of my heavy winter clothes and the temperature outside hitting the mid to upper 80s, I’ve started to ‘glow’ (a lady does not sweat!). I crank the A/C to 68 degrees so I can try on some of the sweaters and determine if I can live with just these or do I need to get even more. Alas, I never get rid of any clothes. When I look at the current fashions, I can see the 1960s is back, so all my current stuff will one day be back in vogue. It sure is hot in here. I think I’ll pour myself a glass of ice tea.
Oh! That’s right. I’m in Florida!
Last year, if I remember correctly, we had about two weeks in the high 20s and 30s. I remember some days I changed clothes three times, and at night I slipped into a flannel nightie. It’s what we do in the south to get our winter clothing fix. Some of us are fortunate to vacation or travel in the frosty regions of the country. I, however, no longer travel for business and everyone wants to come to Florida for the holidays so they can see me (so they say), but they also schedule a trip to Orlando to see Mickey.
Live it up, girlfriends
Such is my plight here in the south. I get a few days a year and all ‘yall (it’s a southern thing we say) will be looking simply delightful in your winter fashions. To you rugged outdoor types (I love a woman who wears a plaid flannel shirt, and you know who you are) can get your L.L. Bean on and look simply divine. You’ll be mushing through the snow, cheeks rosy red, bundled up in a scarf and winter jacket and I’ll be sweating, staring at my closet and all of the wonderful winter clothes I’m not wearing.
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I am Cate, a mature transgender woman. I am a writer, blogger, parent, grandparent, sailor, activist and happy. I am a widow, and live with my yorkiepoo, Belle. I love music, reading, cooking, outdoors, DIY, theater, antiquing and flea markets, home brewing, and seeing what is around the bend in the road or over the horizon. I own the MatureTransgender.com website. It is an outreach, support and resource for mature trans* people and especially for those who, like me, came out after fifty.Subscribe
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