So winter is here in Los Angeles, and yes, it is cold when the high is 53˚ and the low is 37˚ and your house doesn't have a proper heating source which many many houses do not, including our 1905 LA farmhouse where a space heater is kicking out its best right behind me. You people in truly cold places may scoff at us complaining about cold, but you have heat in your house, right? Set to 65˚, right? Have compassion. Ha. Anyways, give me a cranked up space heater so I can work and all I care about is what I can wear when I leave the house. Not much. I figured out that I have very few long sleeved t-shirts and even fewer sweaters. Sure, I've got plenty of left over coats from MN and SF days, but warm clothes - I'm sorrily prepared. Where are my Rag & Bone cashmere long johns
oh, I never bought them.
Where are the colorful layerable cardigans
of my past?
Hmm...couldn't tell you.
Chunky granny cardi
Cozy scarf and navy cashmere anchor sweater
When we haven't needed an article of clothing for 345 days, it's hard to find it when the time comes. I'm not the only one. I've gotten a few emails from friends today saying they're also ill equipped for the cold. One friend moved houses this year and they neglected to move any of her winter coats which she discovered today when she tried to leave the house. Another friend realized she had scarce warm clothes for her 7-year-old daughter and the one too-small sweater she managed to get her daughter into didn't come back from school yesterday.
Ahhh, the trials and tribulations of living in Los Angeles. We've got weather, too!
And, I've got some shopping to do...
(pics belong to lagarconne.com, jcrew.com, lagarconne.com and apc.fr, respectively.)