If not for the cloudy weather and cooler temperature today, I’d look downright silly and pitifully drenched in perspiration wearing this thick maroon sweater. As much as I like this maroon sweater with the brown stripes (and the cool way it matches with my brown pants and gray-blue sneakers), I am well aware that I live in the tropics—specifically, in the oven that is Metro Manila. Good sense dictates that thick sweaters—no matter how cool and fashionable—be left folded in the closet for the most part of the year, only to be worn during the few cold months of the year. But when your laundress decides to abandon you without notice, leaving you with a mound of dirty clothes, and the only thing left in your closet decent enough to wear to work is, yes, a maroon sweater, you could only hope for appropriate weather, ample coolness to pull off the look, and a nice spot in the MRT under the aircon vent.
Tonight I will swing by the laundry shop to pick up a ton of clean clothes (heavily-scented with Downey—mmmm… achoo!). Strangely, the thought excites me—but it’s probably just relief, not excitement. If, for some reason, I am unable to accomplish this simple yet critical task of picking up my laundry, I could be coming to work in a jusi barong tomorrow. Perish the thought.