Feeling a Little Nekkid
Driving around with the beloved on Saturday, running the usual assortment of errands, I noticed something that I really ought to have noticed before.
Take your average 10 Vancouverites on a cold and blustery but glorious day, and 9 will be wearing something Lululemon, something polar fleece-y, and then they’ll top the whole thing off with either a Taiga or MEC jacket, or one of those big poofy down vests that if done wrong makes the wearer look like the Michellin man gone bad.
I wasn’t wearing any of the above, and this made me feel a little nekkid Hence my title.
I’ve lived here for a very long time, but I wasn’t wearing the Lululemon pants! Nor the aforementioned fleece! Would someone notice and throw me out of the club? Or would they let me off with a warning and a gift certificate to Lululemon?
Yeah. I needed more coffee…