Often, I wear flats when they are the least helpful. Last Friday, my flats were made of cloth and in the middle of our snowstorm, they functioned about as well as socks. That evening, Murphy braved the blizzard to fetch the car and pick me up. While waiting for him to return, this girl walked in. Her matching scarf and umbrella were only improved by her awesome hair! She was too adorable not to sketch (and then paint).