fashion freak?

raise your hand if you're a planner!

so the other night i was over at samantha and jessica's (our apartment neighbors) and they asked about our upcoming chicago vacay.  i said i was right in the middle of working up a nice little itinerary of things to do while we are there!  jessica burst into laughter.

red alert:  freak flag flying brilliantly at full mast, INITIATE DAMAGE CONTROL SEQUENCE!

"did i say itinerary?  because what i totally meant by 'itinerary' is that i might, you know, jot down some ideas here and there, maybe on a napkin or something.  i mean, haha, it's not like i'm making some sort of nerdy chart or something...how lame would that be? i'm not, like, some weirdo!"

note to self: do not EVER let jessica see my 3-day table complete with addresses, phone numbers, and metro stops of every location we are visiting.  especially do not share the forecasted trip budget.


so i made a few plans?  judge me.

a portion of my scrupulous planning has, of course, been dedicated to fashion.  how does one go about looking foxy in, say, 22-degree weather?

this is not foxy.

i know layering is key for keeping warm.  somehow, though, i am in a situation where i only own one long-sleeved shirt.  i have a few sweaters, but only one long-sleeved shirt.  i'm not sure how this happened, but if i had to guess i would say that i so obstinately oppose winter that i often refuse to buy winter-related clothes.

oh, winter, you want to come for a little visit?  well too bad!  i don't have appropriate outfits for you!

it comes anyway.

logan's solution to winter weather is Under Armour.  i do not amour the Armour.  i know it's supposed to be super warm, but who looks good in that stuff?  it's tight and spandexy.  i look like sausage links in Under Armour.

this is also not foxy.

i think i'm going to stick with some sensible cotton leggings and skinny jeans, long-sleeved shirt (1), sweater, sweater, sweatshirt, sweater, coat.  also, scarf, gloves, gloves, socks, socks, boots, earmuffs, hat. talk about a hottie mcbody!  literally and in the traditional sexy sense.  i'm still planning for logan and i to pack together in one carry-on, even if this means i have to wear several of my clothing items through security because the suitcase is too big.  t-minus one day til takeoff!  eeeep!