My First* Winter Clothes

*first meaning real. I’ve never really been through a constantly cold winter before.

So last weekend I went Shopping.**

A few moms, a  local girl and I met up at a nearby bus stop and rode for a good hour to the Northern market. I wasn’t sure what to expect; I wasn’t even sure if the market we were heading to was the one I’d heard about† which at least is underground and therefore warmer.

But we were outside. Thankfully, I had anticipated the cold and wore three layers of leggings. It was immediately visually overwhelming.††

** It deserves a capital letter. You’ll soon see why.

† It wasn’t.

†† The market, not my leggings. Though the second layer of clothes did have rhinestones that shone through the top layer. I didn’t know this until I got home.