Winter wows

Winters have arrived. You love it or hate it. You have no choice but to live with it. Along with winters, the wardrobe gets a makeover. Layers of clothing need to be invented. My male counterparts crib because their female counterparts are covered from head to toe. Layers of clothing make it a wee bit difficult to appreciate the forms, better. And with hour-glass figures on display, it is a pity that you need to hide behind maximum clothing.
As far as I am concerned, I hate winters in big bold capital letters. The chill is too much to bear for my middle-aged bones, not to speak of the early morning fogs which make traffic even more troublesome. While I hate the weather, I do love the splash of colours. All hues of red, yellow, green, black greets you as does the numerous cosmetic creams to care for you. The smart coats and jackets flatter the not-so-glorious curves. Even the most mundane fat can be strategically hidden with some smart cuts. Winters do empower you with Guerilla clothing and gives you the option to merge, if your stardom attracts crowd or your enemies hound you.
The other thing I like about winter is the option to bathe as per your availability. The coldness ensures that your body odor doesn’t raise eyebrows or cause tremors of foul smell. Just do a quick dry-clean and you’re ready to go. Giving you that extra minute in bed, to think about matters of national prominence like the outfit to wear. Come on, it is we who make this nation so anything that is important to us is obviously important to the country. And what to wear is always a pertinent question, to make living worthwhile for the opposite sex. What say? So skip a shower whenever you want and indulge on it when you have the luxury of time. This is true winter wisdom for you to cash upon.
With winters, you do have the advantage to make the most of one of the greatest inventions of our times i.e. the refrigerator. You can cook quantities sufficient to feed the army and still preserve it to last long. They don’t stink like human bodies. So even if the cook misses a day, your heart won’t skip a beat. You have buffer to last, but don’t let the partner or others in the family know the age of the food. They might puke in disgust. Be creative and keep rotating wisely. Your chances of never being caught will increase by numbers.
Also, let’s not forget the gastronomical strength we develop over winters. You can feed your stomach to all spices without a scare of the impact. Can you do the same in summers where one mild variation makes the stomach too upset for you to skip work? Even the offerings go to enormous proportion knowing that you need the extra fat to burn the cold. So what if you don’t care to burn the fat, it is too cold to venture out. While the drinks keep rolling with the weather to blame. After all you need to build your resistance to kill the chill. Hence, winters are a must for eaters and drinkers.
The reasons to bear the onslaught are immense. So what if every night before going to bed, I pledge to bunk work, thanks to the warmth around. Come morning, I cry like a toddler on its first day to school. And brave the numbing coldness of my city. Life goes on, I assure myself. Plus winters are not so bad if you count on the advantages minus showers, maids, cooking, electricity bills etc.
Come on! Life isn’t too bad if you give it some serious thought.
Happy winters!!

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