It is colder in Chicago than it has been in 16 years.

And my hair smells like cheese because I've had to wear my winter hat non-stop since November.

Thanks, weather.

Seriously, I am grossing even myself out today. I bet if someone who carried a torch for me smelled me today they would drop that torch at my feet in an effort to incinerate me. A misguided attempt to eradicate scent, sure- but come on. You panic when you're scared.

Scared of cheese hair.



Yuck.