bare my ankles, that is.
spring has (hopefully) arrived in Birmingham, and I’m celebrating by not wearing a sweater. it feels liberating! I also dared to bare a bit of ankle skin, as the bone-chilling wind has abated [and been replaced by its cousin, the neutral-temperature wind]. this upswing in the weather has come at just the right time – both because my spring break is next week and because I’m bored of sweaters. and cardigans as well. words I never imagined I would say. there’s just been so much layering this winter! I want to wear my light blouses and free my feet from the confines of closed-toe shoes!
has anyone else gotten tired of my weather-related grumblings yet? I’m starting to bore even myself.