My mum was very conscious about fashion and my dad was born into the tailoring tradition so fashion has always been my life although now really I wear the same thing - just in different weights - light and heavy cashmere in winter and cotton in summer.

I remember opening my dad's closet and there were like 40 suits every color of the rainbow plaid and winter and summer. He had two jewelry boxes full of watches and lighters and cuff links. And just... he was that guy. He was probably unfulfilled in his life in many ways.

I like cool jackets - a nice fall or winter coat. You can get a lot of use out of it and you'll wear it frequently so it can really set the tone of your uniform for the season.

And we have a little herb garden which survived the winter thanks to global warming. It makes me feel like a cool old Italian housewife that I kept my rosemary alive outside all winter.

I get bored. We seem to have been having a little bit more time off this winter than last winter. I'm always itching to get back in the car. It's going to get harder so I've got to make sure that I'm doing everything I possibly can do to make sure I can start next season how I ended this season.

If you or me go to the gas station to fill up our car and it costs us much more than we expected it will zap our discretionary income. We won't have the extra money to buy that washing machine or new winter coat-all big ticket items that are important to economic growth.

When I grew up there wasn't air-conditioning or anything of that nature and this old car had a wall thickness of about ten inches. So we had a little warmer house in the winter and a little cooler in the summer.

While I relish our warm months winter forms our character and brings out our best.

I made some friends who are still friends and this is the city of my birth. I love living here when there's a reason to other than just moving here. I still don't like the winters here but it's an amazing city and I love it.

As winter strips the leaves from around us so that we may see the distant regions they formerly concealed so old age takes away our enjoyments only to enlarge the prospect of the coming eternity.