In Wisconsin, summer has just come in like a lion. Currently it's 90 degrees and the air feels as thick as pea soup...signaling the beginning of white skin and shoulder baring season.
Which leads me to this: I'm not sure how to live without cardigans. Truly, it's all I've worn for the last seven months. Thoughts of emerging from my comfortably air-conditioned apartment sans arm cover up have me near hyperventilation. The blinding whiteness! The shoulder freckles! The arm jiggle...oh, the arm jiggle!
Am I alone, or do you suffer during this wardrobe transition phase, too?