Most people walking through the Loop during extreme cold don’t seem to worry much about how stylish their winter defenses look. A particular hat or scarf might look hideous, but if it’s warm, who cares? When it’s that cold, no one will laugh and point.
I do, however, have a hat hang-up. I just don’t think I look good in any hat, and my warmest stocking cap might be considered particularly dorky in some quarters. On an extremely cold day, however, I wore it, yet I couldn’t help but think people were staring at me. I’d watch their eyes, figuring they’d laugh once they got past me.
Then I saw a man with a heavy coat wrapped tightly around his head, looking like some kind of swami. No one even cracked a smile. No one really even looked at him. He could have been wearing a pile of dung.
I quit worrying.
