If you can't tell from the title or the following pictures, I am largely un-amused by the frequent elevation in my body temperature. I feel like an ape-gone-crazy when I get too hot. Doesn't matter the outfit, I am wearing too many layers, too many articles of clothing in general. I loose it.
On this particular day, I even considered my necklace a layer. GET. IT. OFF. I'm pretty sure the temperature gauge in my car said 68 degrees. Maybe 72, it's hard to remember. Either way, I have a long ways to go this summer if those kinds of temperatures had me striping. Oh yeah, stripping? That happened. I got into my car to drive home and all my clothes just seemed too hard. I shed my pants in a hurry and started my drive. I didn't even notice if the view into my low-to-the-ground car was causing a stir. It just felt too good to be wearing less clothing.
Don't even worry. All you have to do when you get home is pull into the garage and shut the door. Pants-less privacy from point A to point B.
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