I was reading an article on the internet this morning about new uniforms created for the Russian Army by a top fashion designer. While the suits are thinner and more chic, hundreds of servicemen have been hospitalized from flu and pneumonia due to the new snazzy uniform’s inability to withstand the Arctic chills that sweep through the country’s northern reaches. The soldiers claimed that they “literally felt naked outside.”
Monday night….I identified with those soldiers as my wife and I attended Disney’s Candlelight Processional at an outdoor theatre in Epcot. It was cold…I don’t mean the kind of cold that makes you reach in the closet and grab your windbreaker. I mean the kind of cold that requires layers of clothing. Extra socks. Gloves. Two Jackets. Scarves. Thermal underpants. The kind of cold that makes going to the restroom a major ordeal and the kind of cold that reminds you why you moved to Florida in the first place.
