I will never fail to be interested in the idea of wearing strictly black in the summer. I already have an obsessions with all black outfits (which is typically set back by the lack of all black garments in my closet) because it makes me feel effortlessly cool and a little bit like a secret agent about to go on a mission, but there’s something about wearing it in the middle of summer heat that just gives it an extra kick. Perhaps it makes me feel a bit like a rebel for wearing dark colors in the sunniest times or maybe it could just be that I’m somewhat of a masochist and enjoy the torture that is being warmer than necessary. It could just be that I enjoy just how impractical the outfits are for the weather. I am quite easily pleased.