A few weeks ago I wrote about how painful early Spring feels in Pittsburgh, how slowly and clumsily the city wakes up from winter, how Spring doesn't really feel like it's here until June and then all of a sudden it's Summer. Well, Pittsburgh is still waking up, but maybe it had a mimosa or something because today, tomorrow, and this weekend will be sunny and above 70, oh my!I was right about how June arrives and then all of a sudden it's summer. If this first week of Summer is any indication, it's going to be an angry one. I'm already feeling quite uninspired by my wardrobe, mostly because the heat and humidity that sit over the city for three months make me want to not wear any clothes at all, and especially not leather shorts and thigh-highs, which Refinery29 thinks is a good option for summer. Unbearable heat along with pale skin that just feels paler, frizzy waves that just get frizzier, and not a single toned muscle can quite easily turn my excitement for summer plans into pure disdain. Don't get me wrong, I still love summer destinations like the beach, summer cocktails, and yes, fine, even that moment after I've climbed inside my parked car and the heat is overwhelming but I sit there, windows up, AC off, to see how long I can stand it. It's just that I give up on feeling attractive pretty quick, every single year.
I have to remember that I'm not the only one who's sweating. Yes, my shirt is wet down the middle of my back, but yours is too.
