“Ooh, it feels very breezy,” I think as I step out of the car with my legs exposed. I'm not used to such a sensation around my calves and thighs, not being what you'd call a ‘shorts person.’ I live in jeans or hiking trousers, whether working, running errands, at the gym, or meeting with friends.
I don’t know when I stopped wearing shorts. It's not as if I woke up one day and decided to keep my legs forever covered. Over the years, you make certain decisions when buying clothes. You tell yourself, ‘I am too old to wear shorts,’ or 'I don’t have the legs for shorts,' and you pick up the black leggings instead. It becomes a habit, and stepping out of that is always tricky.
