Hot & Cold: How the weather dictates fashion…and boners

March 8, 2012 by Maria

This is what we imagine winter looks like in the North Country.

This is how we imagine chicks look when it gets warm in the North Country.

Dave and I had a conversation about the weather yesterday that sparked today’s Blog topic.

I know, I know…you are shocked that Dave and I talk about the weather when there are so many tits to converse about. But sometimes we are boring.

That was a lie.

Dave is boring, but I like him anyway. 🙂 (I’m hardly boring, ever.)

Our convo about the weather led to a discussion about what I like to refer to as the “Half-Naked Phenomenon,” which is what happens when the weather goes from very cold to hot all of a sudden, awakening women’s inner slut and inspiring them to cavort around in the sunshine in tiny outfits.

Not that we are complaining about that at all. Oh, no.

But I want to point out that it happens, and it happens A LOT.

This is how girls dress in Miami all the time. Sorry, we WIN.

This week, our friends to the north are experiencing a heat wave. I know this not because I watch the Weather Channel but because all over Twitter, people were tweeting about 90-degree weather in Brooklyn. (I am formerly from New York and I follow a lot of New Yorkers, what can I say?) But more than, “Oh, fuck it’s hot!” and, “It’s boiling in here!” tweets, what I saw were tons of tweets about summer dresses, of all things.

Men were tweeting about the return of the tiny summer dress after months of boots and sweaters and coats and scarves. It seems that the minute the hot weather arrives, people in the North get an influx of a lot of skin, and it, apparently, makes them bat-shit crazy and launches boners all over the place. It’s as if their dicks were hibernating for the winter and all of a sudden their libido comes out of its cave in search of food. (I just made my first official hibernation reference on this blog. lol)

And I get it. I really get it. I would imagine that the return of skin-baring and partial nudity would get me excited if I was subjected to snow and all the bundling up that entails.

But here is the thing…

We live in Miami, and we have no clue what the fuck that whole situation is like.

Here in Miami, it hardly ever gets cold. Sometimes it goes down to 35 degrees and we freak out, but that’s about it. Our winter weather consists of about a week when chicks wear boots and one, light, tight sweater. That’s it. We do not suffer the pains of snow. We do not suffer the droves of women dressed in layers of goose down that make them look like misshapen, burly men.

We don’t.

You see, when our week of winter is over, our women go back to wearing what they normally wear…close to nothing at all.

🙂 Not that I am rubbing it in or anything. I am just pointing out that living here beats living there and that if you like skin and nudity, you should probably move to Miami.

Plus, that’s where SCORELAND HQ is located, and that makes Miami even better.

Tits and sunshine…it’s what we do!

xoxo,

Maria

 

 

 

 

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13 responses to “Hot & Cold: How the weather dictates fashion…and boners”

  1. ca united kingdom says:

    @tn,, im suprised you have time to read the blog with all those tits your fucking

  2. t.n. says:

    Yes C.A. that, this is me. I’ve never written in the blog, but anything to do with big tits in a sweater gets me going. By the way I love you’re response Maria! I really enjoy writing for SCORE. Everybody is first class. I’m certainly going to be paying attention more to the BLOG from now on.

  3. Maria says:

    lol @ “All this sweater talk from Maria is making me crazy!” 😀

  4. ca united kingdom says:

    @tn, are you the guy who writes the stories in score mag?

  5. ca united kingdom says:

    Here in the uk girls bundle up big time in colder months which is rubbish but you do get to see some great cold bullet nipples destroying a blouse or turtle neck which is good.fortunately the chicks still wear the jeggings and leggings during our winters so were the tiities may be hid you do get to clock some nice round ass. As i said before in these leggings a lot of chicks dont bother with panties so its fucking fantastic, once it warms up tho its happy days here with lots of bouncing boobs,tight t’s and mini skirts and i fucking love it. Had a warmer spell here in the uk last few weeks so its looking good.

  6. t.n. says:

    I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. Maria in a sweater, yum!

  7. t.n. says:

    All this sweater talk from Maria is making me crazy!

  8. Elliot James says:

    I think it’s time for another weather girl set or video. My morning coffee is not the same without the weather on WSVN TV here.

  9. X.D. says:

    We have a rather unusual cold front past couple of days. I’m keeping an eye out for hard nipples showing through sweaters and blouses today.

  10. J.D. says:

    Well, I dunno about Miami, but it’s freezing up here in Canada. Would you mind sending a few SCORE girls over the border to keep me warm?

  11. Maria says:

    See why Dave is boring?

  12. Larry G. says:

    Thank u ys gufor wasting 10 minutes of my life readin this sh*t.
    what we really wanna know is,Is Christy Marks retitred from modeling or what?

  13. Dave says:

    I’m going to jump in here for a second. What I said to Maria is that the following phenomenon seems to happen down here in Miami:

    1. Women dress hot all the time, but after a month or two of heat, they dress a little less-hot.
    2. Then the weather turns cold for a day or two or a week, and they bundle up.
    3. Then, when the weather gets hot again, they wear EVEN LESS than they had been wearing when it was hot, as if the puppies had been covered up for too long and needed to break out.

    Maria disagrees with me. She thinks women down here dress hot all the time.

    Which reminds me of one of my favorite pieces: the heavy but low-cut sweater. Years ago, I saw a busty girl in an ice skating rink wearing a heavy sweater (because it was cold out there), but the sweater was still low-cut, as if she just couldn’t keep the puppies concealed. I was like, “Aren’t your tits getting cold?” And they were. I could see the goosebumps.–Dave