It’s not so much the warm weather, although that plays a big part too, or the wonderful fashions many women wear – also a major factor – what I miss most is a sort of freedom. It’s a personal freedom that only the warmest weather brings with it, and a freedom that has nothing to do with other people, only with a personal feeling.
I miss the freedom of just being able to wander around my own apartment, completely naked, or lie on my bed and feel a cool breeze rather than cold patches.
Not that the cold weather stops me from wandering around in the buff when I’m at home, far from it, it’s just the feeling which goes with it. I’m sure you know exactly what I mean.
Love & Kisses, Viki.