Having acclimated to the humidity, my skin feels dry in the winter months. Just like my scoffing at the puffy jackets, I remember being a bit dubious when a salesperson suggested that I might want a heavier moisturizer for these dry months. Growing up in Northern California, winter always meant heavy rains and being chilled to the bone. One thing that I love is that the rainy season here is in summer. Getting drenched is a relief and you dry off soon enough. Swimming in the rain is fun, as long as there is no lightening. So imagine my dismay at the heavy drizzles we’ve been having the last two days!
I am wearing leggings, a scarf on my head and a sweater! My usual chanclas have been replaced by socks and sneakers! Our weekly brunch at El Pendulo took place inside the restaurant instead of outside. The humidity is being reported as 94%, which is 50% too much. The temperature outside is 68`F, I don’t even what to guess what it is inside the house, but let’s just say that the butter isn’t melting outside the refrigerator today.
No wonder I feel crummy and unenergetic. Of course, that means I do less and doing less I feel the cold more. It’s a vicious cycle