Happy Monday– and welcome, polar vortex. While literal deadly cold temperature descend on most of the country, the west coast seems to have been spared. So, I’ll leave out the fact that I’m writing this in my sports bra with the sliding glass doors open ’cause that would just be cruel. Speaking of complete and utter sadism, forcing one to leave the toasty confines of his or her home just to enter a few numbers in an excel sheet and return banal emails seems completely unreasonable. Sadly, not all executives share my exemplary work ethic and therefore many of you have braved the vortex bundled in winter’s bulkiest wares. And while you may think there’s no other way to survive such flesh freezing temperatures without resembling that of the Michelin Man in said puffer coat and Uggs, it is actually possible to look wonderful in a environment resembling less than a storybook Winter Wonderland.
See ya when it’s over. xx, WhyDid