Last week Philip was out of town on a business trip, and the very worst part about him being away is how cold I am, all the time. He’s always gone during the workday every day, but at night without a third body in the house, it’s just colder. Consequently, I slept with about fourteen layers on (including a sweatshirt with the hood over my head, drawstring pulled), just to stay warm.
Then he got home and suddenly I was warm again. So I threw on a light breezy skirt and a fairly thin t-shirt. Bad idea. While taking these pictures it was probably twenty degrees in the shade. Do not be fooled by the smile on my face…I was on the verge of frostbite. Next photoshoot I’m wearing sweatpants and Ugg boots.
(just kidding, I don’t even own sweatpants OR Ugg boots…)