It's like some kind of cosmic joke that this morning the temperature is almost colder than the surface of the moon. Okay, not really but it's called hyperbole, people. It comes in handy.
Anyway, the word of the day my friends: layers. I'll wear as many layers as you like but I still refuse to wear socks. It's my thing. Toes and feet always pretty, no socks. Boots directly over bare feet. That's how I roll, baby.