nyc: skirts

one of the things i have noticed in nyc is the lack of skirts.
the other thing i have noticed in nyc is that people seem to notice the cold.
so nyc is not like newcastle in that the men stand in their ben sherman shirts with the tails out crushing their teeth together as they avoid shivering to death, it is not the city of women in shirt skirts suffering from cornedbeef legs the blue veins showing beneath the pale skin in an imitation of finest marble.
no indeed nyc is the place where people are nicely wrapped up it is the sensible city. i have had many odd lookks from people when i have been out in just my t-shirt. it's not that i am hard, it is just that it has not been all that cold (though it is getting a bit parky at the moment, and last night as i was feeling asleep at the computer it was downright frigid,
but it does mean that i have missed out on seeing the lovely ladies of new york showing a nice pair of calves, showing a shapley shin encased in stockings or tights. so i have had little to feast on in terms of legs and heels.
however the quality of tightly clad jean covered bottoms has been exceptional, in fact it would be churlish to complain given the amount of wonderous bottoms that have been on view to me, but complain i have. as a lech i want the whole experience, i want to spend time viewing women in heels, women in boots, women in short skirts, long skirts, tight skirts, loose skirts,,,, i just want to lech, there has been little oppurtunity.
in this new york has disappointed.
all the more reason to come back later in the year when i might be lucky enough to enjoy new york's finest in their finest.