And by cold blooded I don’t mean frigid bitch – just frigid.
Like many others, I don’t do too well in the cold. I hate being bundled up and bulky, and I hate being cold even more. Layering is great, but can really mess up your outfit plans. Over the years I’ve come up with a few tricks for layering and preparing for the depths of a New York Winter. Especially those days when you must venture out from your hibernation and be social.
- Stock up on wool stockings. The kind people expect you to wear alone under a skirt or dress, but that just doesn’t cut it. I wear these under my pants, jeans, leggings, everything. They are thinner than leggings and easier to layer without adding bulk. Plus the extra toe coverage helps more than leggings. Bonus points if you find ones that you can pull up all the way to your rib cage if you’re really in a frozen pickle.
- Spandex (specifically biker spandex). They are tight to the body, so no bulk. Biking spandex are longer on the thighs, so less risk of bunching up in your fun parts. And again, bonus points if you can pull them up past your belly button (um, hello, homemade spanx kind of).
- Sports bra. More coverage = more insulation. They’re also far more comfortable than your regular undergarments, so if your temperature does fluctuate at least the girls will be comfortable.
- Tight tank top. Often people go straight for the long underwear or a thin long T-shirt, but unless it’s the perfect shirt, it ruins my outfit. A tank top still adds that bit of warmth without the bulk or restriction of multiple sleeves. But won’t your arms get cold? Well…
- Fingerless gloves that are long. The kind that you can pull up to almost your elbows, or scrunch down around your wrists. These are simply adorable, stylish, and warm. You can pull them over or tuck them under long sleeves if need be. Plus, if your fingers get cold, you can just layer mittens over them, and that’s even more warmth!
- Large but thin scarves. The kind you can wear as a blanket, but somehow still manage to fit in your purse. It’s truly witchcraft.
- Extra socks. I bring them with me. Step in a puddle? You’re covered. Walking home at night and lost your gloves at the bar? Socks on your hands. Why not. It’s freaking cold. Don’t judge me.