I did not haul my ass back to the PNW for 93 and humid in June.
I did, however, just haul my ass into the clearance section of Target for the most nothing little tank dress I've owned since I was 23, because it's too fucking hot to care about whether I look that feminine. I'll probably be able to pinpoint temperature drops by the point where the physical comfort of so much skin is suddenly outweighed by the emotional discomfort of being in a vaguely sexy dress in public. This entry was originally posted at https://jeliza.dreamwidth.org/1051719.html. Please comment there using OpenID.