Maybe this outerwear is "in" enough to wear over a cocktail dress as you scurry along an icy sidewalk on your way to Necto on a sub-zero Saturday night. Vs. eschewing outerwear entirely.
My brunch companions thought I was nuts, both in my hard-thunk bootstrap decision, and in my considering giving up something for Lent. A recreational Lent. Lent as a Lark.
I re-upped today too. It was very clear how very out of shape I've very gotten. I mean, very.