I hate, hate, hate, double hate, loathe entirely being bundled up in winter. I always have. Family stories go that the first time I was put in a snowsuit I spit everywhere in a very angry and frustrated way. My meter for wearing tights is “is it now or will it later dip below freezing?” I rarely wear a coat in the car. If i had my druthers, I would just skip winter entirely. But it’s cold. And although I am tired af already of layering up, I know it’s a necessary evil. I’m also incredibly grateful that I have plenty of warm coats, scarves, gloves, etc. to chose from when so many people go without. I just feel slightly immobilized in too many layers and it makes me claustrophobic.
Hating being bundled up is also diametrically opposed to my desire to be cozy. I love curling up with a good blanket and a good movie. My favorite sheets are flannel and I’m team hoodie on the weekends. An over-sized knit sweater? I’m there!
It’s very complicated being me and I am incredibly dramatic.
How do you cozy? Do you love soft fabrics or heavy layers? Or both?