Snusmumriken

I’ve always taken a small amount of pride in my ability to dress well, and by well I mean “to avoid freezing during winter, and to always have a scarf, a cap and mittens when it’s cold”. Unfortunately, I managed to gain a few kilos this summer, which again rendered my winter clothes too small, and the trousers riding too low compared to my jacket. I’ll be the first to say that there’s something wrong with the clothes, when there’s a gap between the super-underwear and the trousers, but I guess we all have to deal with what’s available, so I’m doing that.

In the meantime, when people asked me “aren’t you cold, with that thin velvet jacket”, I decided that admitting that I was freezing because I actually didn’t have any winter clothes would be embarassing, so, almost clappering my teeth I kept responding that “nah, I have mittens and super underwear, why should I be cold?” But my jacket was too tight to fit a knitted jumper into, and the wind goes straight though knitted garments. I gradually grew sick of being cold.

Today, I decided to go to the salvation army and buy the most practical jacket I could get for less than 200kr, and although not too pretty, it feels like the best thing I’ve ever bought. It’s got a) oilskin, so I won’t get wet. b) reaches the middle of my thighs c) waterproof lining under my butt d) small sleevelets that prevents the cold from creeping up my wrists e) pockets f) room for a knitted jumper underneath. All these are things that the prettier other jacket doesn’t have. I’m in love, though I assume that the other, pretty jacket increases the chance of other people loving me.

On another note: I finished my exams on friday, and I’m slowly regaining my ability to think about non schoolrelated things. It’s odd that there actually is a transition, but after hardly doing anything else for a month, it actually is. Now, after reading some literature, and after catching up with the newspapers, i think I’ll grow back in the shape of a normal person once again.