During the Winter, I hate putting on clothes. Yes, I wrote that to shock people. That is not to say that I like walking around nude after the equinox. After all, that would be very chilly. I guess that is just the point, it’s not the wearing of clothes, it’s putting them on.
Often I find myself lounging around in fleece pants and a long sleeve shirt, possibly with my knees tucked under the kotatsu (炬燵). Feeling very comfy, I don’t look forward to going out, because I have to take off my clothes to put on street clothes. Feeling the frigid fabric against my skin is a shock to my system.
One of the drawbacks of the traditional Japanese home is a lack of insulation and I find myself rarely willing to run the heat if it’s just going out the walls. Perhaps I will try warming my clothes under the kotatsu before changing.