I have this innate ability to make soup on warm days, rather than on the days I’m shivering in my apartment, too proud to turn on the heater. When I first moved to LA, I used to run the AC in the winter, because it was hot to a girl used to freezing temperatures. Now I’m wearing socks when it’s 60 degrees. SOCKS!! You can’t wear flip-flops with socks, people.
