As everyone at home is starting to pull out their shorts and sandals for the beginning of summer, I'm getting my first taste of "winter" in probably a year. And by winter, I mean it's a high of 70 degrees F during the days. I went to a kids' footy game on Sunday and parents were sitting on the side lines in their beanies and mittens. The past week, I've been bundled up in any warm clothes I can find... borrowing jumpers and ugg boots that are way too big for me. I wore socks for the first time in months this weekend. And I'm trying my hardest to go as long as I can without wearing real pants (jeans) - I'm sticking with the cropped leggings and my signature flowy zebra pants until it dips below 60. I'd say I'll be in for a rude awakening when I get back home just in time for a real winter this year.