“Is it summer, is it fall?” “Oh hey it’s winter today.” are some of the stuff you are most likely to hear in the mornings at Montreal homes. It was 15 degrees when I arrived back here in July, it was around 25 all August, then it was 8 degrees for some time and then it was 27 the next day. I would have said it’s a miracle I don’t get sick but unfortunately I can’t because I actually am sick because of the freaky weather. Anyways, according to the Weather Network and TWC (my best friends) these are the last days of summer-fall, soon it will be winter-fall which I normally love but here it’s the messenger of the horrible winter so before I start mourning, I figured “overalls: now or never”.
PS: in the third photo I really am looking for my boobs which were supposed to fill in the dungarees, then my hands came to the rescue.