In my last post, I intimated that the happy couple was freezing their buns off at a mere -20. That was a bald-faced lie in order to stir up some interest. Perhaps you were expecting them to be blue-skined with icicles hanging from their noses. They were actually quite well off, her with having a really cool rustic shawl (or is it a wrap? I get confused.) and he having the burning glow of his love for her to keep warm.
I on the other hand was carrying around metal objects with my bare hands at -20. I know, the sacrifices I make for my art. But in the end, it was worth it.