Why does thou tempt me so warm weather for I am the Urban Night Warrior.
My dress is that for Dark days and long nights. Of Ancestors who were robed in faux fur and faux leather. Oh how I long for your warm rays of golden sunlight. But, despise you because of the same. I fear that I find myself in a quagmire of the time which is known as "the time that shall remain nameless" (Not knowing how to dress in warm months :))

Of these things I shall not speak loudly of. I will just whisper of the true longing that is in my heart. Of wanting to dress as well as the Ladies on YLF. Every time I cast my eyes unto an image known as a pic be still my beating heart and I harken to know of how thee put together an outfit that speaks to your true self.

Oh, what shear delight it would be to my heart if I could but find the happiness factor of my spring/summer wardrobe that my fall/winter wardrobe brings to me. Tis naught but a passing whim or an elusive dream only to be imagined. But mayhap with the Lady Angie and the other Mystical and Magical persons of this wonderful land known as YLF. I can remove my self from the land of the Hobbits And float on the Great Valinor where the Elf king lives. With a spring/summer wardrobe that is befitting of the Urban Night Warrior.