Happy almost Friday Day! The other day I boarded the train and after a few minutes, I swear I couldn't feel my limbs, and clearly if I were a guy my balls would've taken refuge in my abdomen it was so cold.
So, before pneumonia set in, I had to do something quick. I reached into my Zara bag, the one seen here and here.
You know the same one that if any reasonable person spotted me lugging that thing around, they would be under the impression that I was going on a weekend getaway, the thing is so ginormous, but I digress.
I reached into my bag for my scarf, which I always travel with in anticipation of moments just like this, where some genius thinks it's ok to blast the AC to the point where seeing your breath isn't off the table.
So, I reached into my bag for the scarf, and that shit wasn't there, which wouldn't have been the end of the world had I been willing to cuddle up with some handsome stranger for heat or anything else he wanted to give me.
But, since I don't live in a fucking romance novel, and handsome strangers don't exist, at least on my route anyway, I was assed out!
So, this time after still suffering severe nipple chaffing due to hypothermia, when I got myself together, I was sure to pack a light weight scarf, which I paired with a denim dress and sandals.
Enjoy your day! Thanks for stopping by<3