You Can Control You're Climate

The Style | Humor 

In Responce to How to Transition You're Wordrobe From Winter to Spring

"Is that so? Honey, as far as I could tell, it was spring/summer from the moment my driver ushered me into my Rolls-Royce via the climate controlled garage of my East 75th Street townhouse until my Balanciaga shod feet touched Fifth Avenue cement whilst being quickly escorted through the gates of Maison Demarchelier for a private fundraiser. Braving the elements of weather is for the poors. I control my weather and you can too by hiring a driver. 

-Ciao."