It was close to 70 degrees at one point yesterday, so imagine my irritation today when the temperature dipped close to 30. In an act of subtle (not to mention largely pointless) resistance, then, I sought to choose a pair of the most tropical socks in my drawer. It came down to two pair (the serving to be named later), and these amazing pineapples won the day.

Now all I need is a frozen rum beverage to truly enjoy the lead into the weekend.