Layering is not my style...

Until today. Ugh. I wore FOUR layers of clothing today.

We were leaving the house for San Francisco at around 930am today when Kuya Jun asked if I have my jacket with me (I decided to bring the denim one) and I said yes. And he also asked if I would like to put another shirt on top of the one I was wearing, and I asked if I had to, he said yes, so I did. Before he closed the doors, he grabbed his other jacket "just in case I would need it".

When I met Ane at the car, I asked if I looked ok. He smiled and I knew it just wasn't me. Hay. We arrived in San Fo and Kuya Jun was right all along when he thought I wouldn't be able to take the cold. He immediately lent me his other jacket.

I was instantly sporting the unsexy, unfashionable, uncomfy "homeless look". :(

Anyway, I think I will have to go back for more stories because some big boy is about to throw a tantrum....