Currently on TAG
As of late it has been apparent that Puxatauny Phil is a big fat lier; groundhog for dinner anyone? One day there’s a mini-blizzard and the next its fifty degrees. Never the less, we can all rest assure that at some point in the next few weeks, Spring will be upon us and permission to shed our heavier and excessive layers will be granted by Mother Nature herself.
So what is a GIANT to do when the sun is upon us for the first time in six months? Has our memory of cotton and poly-blend evaded us enough that we need to start from scratch? Or can we still pull items from the bowels of our closets to retain some semblence of style as we linger in seasonal limbo between hot and cold?