Prep School

Last week’s wind chills brought Madison to -30 degrees. Schools were cancelled, my office was closed, and all I wanted to do was dive back under the covers and hibernate until spring. We ventured out on Sunday (a balmy 26 degrees) to take a few photos of what’s become my winter uniform. You might balk at my bare ankles (that Fran so affectionately calls “hussy ankles”), but I promise you that Wisconsin made my skin weirdly resistant to cold weather. If it’s not windy, not under zero degrees, and I’m not expected to be outside longer than it takes to scamper from the car, I’m showing a little skin. Scandalous.

In other news, I bought a new bag! I agonized between it and this mod canteen purse (ahem, first-world problems), but the more versatile option seemed like a better bet. I’m already daydreaming about bringing it on vacation. There’s plenty of room for my camera and for the little trinkets I collect throughout the day. (At risk of being dubbed a cat lady, Bacon was also pretty jazzed about the purchase.)