Cold weather fail.

It was quite cold for Florida today. I actually like the cold very much, but it was a wet cold that seeps into the bones and hurts and aches all of the joints. 

I tried to pick things that are appropriate for the late January-turning-plum-blossom weather. Reds, bright greens of new leaves pushing through snow, the white of snow and the eggplant purples of January, the pine needles of January, the pinks of February coming on. Deep black going back to the cold and ice, and of Edo and Meiji-era. 

It sort of came together although I don't like the metallics of the obi. It's too formal for the level of komon here. And I didn't tie it tightly enough, so the obiage kept riding up over the obimakura tie and slipping. I was trying to keep those ties off that part of my chest, but there we are... ugh. ::sighs:: Shinier, slippery fabrics like that obi have to be tied differently or they slowly loosen just a little throughout the day. But it had the right green and the pine and plum branch motifs correctly when none of my other items do... and nothing else I own is that green...

A favourite haori woven with black and silvery chrysanthemums was worn over all of it. I wore a thin pale golden shimmery long skirt, knife-pleated like a Homsue-hem juban, under all of it with a tank top for an extra layer of warmth under the pink silk juban. A cherry-red scarf to keep my jaw warm and to keep my throat from getting sore in the freezing wet air. 

Honestly it was a long school day and I was in no mood for makeup. Maybe chapstick but not much else. In retrospect, that was the last day I felt like wearing makeup but probably the best day I should have put it on just to protect my face from the weather. 

Actually, I wore plain black boots with this today. Black with thicker fuzzy socks. My feet are freezing from poor circulation in hot weather, but in cold weather, they turn cyanotic. I can't carry an electric hot pad to save them to class... or call out for a month just because it's cold out...