As I'm sure many of you can commiserate, it's felt like Indian Summer all summer long. Down South specifically, this means feeling like you got smacked in the face with sticky bathwater steam each time you step outdoors. For me this means going from Point A indoors to Point B indoors is from tepid to hothothot to lukewarm.
Not even the fancy fan from Dyson manages to keep that sticky slick of sweat from forming on my brow and hanging around all day long. Yucky yuck yuck.
My greatest efforts (i.e. when I'm not in cutoff shorts and the skimpiest tank I can find) are cotton and silk ensembles like this one. Anyone else melting out there?