Baby, It’s Cold Outside

And I’m not really a snow girl. Or at least, that's what I've always told myself. Stepping gingerly through frosty terrain brings back the feelings of awkwardness from middle school. I’m Bambi on ice: uncoordinated, insecure, and hyper-aware of my every move. Add the layers of clothing required to keep my reptilian bones warm, and … Continue reading Baby, It’s Cold Outside