I pulled out one of my cold weather coats and a warm pair of gloves last night. I spent two hours sitting in a park and it got cold. I knew as I was pulling out my coat that I would be one of the few dressed so warmly. (And by the few what I really mean is I was the only one dressed so warmly.) I may have gotten a glance or two at the beginning of the evening. Really? You're wearing that? As the evening progressed, more and more people huddled closer to themselves, pulling clothing tight over any possible warm air escapes. They all understood why I had brought my heavy coat with the warm, lined hood. Even with my coat and gloves I found myself wishing I had worn a nice tall pair of boots with some warm, knit leg warmers inside. A thermos full of hot chocolate would also have been lovely.
There are few things in life that I consider worth being cold for. I do not like being cold. However, a free performance of low-budget Shakespeare will almost always make the list.
Besides, it warms my heart to pull out my coats and gloves. Warm winter clothing? Yes, please!
PS Do you think that Shakespeare used twin brothers to play the parts of Sebastian and Viola? Pretty sure that would have been awesome.
PPS Utah Shakespeare in the Park is performing Twelth Night for two more nights. Make this happen.
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