It’s a story as old as time. Winter comes and all you want to wear is a short skirt, then when it’s hot the only outfit you want to wear has something to do with fur. If I had a hamartia, inability to dress trans-seasonally would be it – at 8 degrees, a short dress is suddenly extremely appealing and when it’s pushing 40, all I want to wear are my leather pants. As much as I try to be reasonable, I always seem to end up with either sweat dripping out of every one of my pores, or with goosebumps so big they have their own gravitational pull.
So, in the interest of not getting heatstroke, you have to get creative. When the mood struck to layer up, I just pulled out my scissors and turned the jacket I wanted to wear into the vest I actually could wear, without sending myself to the emergency room. Paired with a vintage tee and leather skirt, it’s the perfect mix of Sandy and Danny.
Grease is the word.