I hate hot weather. I know, I know; find positivity, see the beauty even in suffering situations. But I just can’t. First of all, the tropical climate is connected to sad losses in my life. Second, I physically cannot take care about nothing. Cooking is not possible. My summer dresses are awful (I mean, what could I wear of decent with 40°C?!). I sweat a lot, so I constantly seem just gone out of a sauna. My hair is a mess, and my face melts. I don’t want to go out. I hate working on the tan. I hate mosquitos.
The only things I like in summer are bikinis and swimsuits.
This is my poor summer mood.