I know I'm in cool weather withdrawal when I look at a photo like this, a photo of a woman about whose style and lifestyle I often dream, and more than her mock-neck, 3/4-sleeve mini, more than her silk-blend opera coat, more than her black alligator Valentino clutch (not pictured) and even more than her old-school promenade exit (how sigh-worthy is that?), I wish most to have an opportunity like she did last night in Berlin to wear a pair of thick, opaque tights.
93 on Sunday, 90 yesterday and if Sam Champion is to be believed, 90 again today and 87 tomorrow -- not exactly temperatures for which nylon or cashmere-blend leg coverings are appropriate.
But you know what, f**k it, it's almost mid-October and I feel diddily-darn entitled to slip on my cashmere-sweater-dress-'n'-tweed-tights ensemble and walk out the door without judgment or discomfort.
Not today or tomorrow, perhaps, but soon. Very soon.
Stay tuned for a selection of cool weather tights coming up later today...
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