Hi, I live in Houston. Presumably you do too. Where it gets hot. Very. With an average yearly high of about 80 degrees (is that all?) and no fewer than 106 days above 90, this is not a city for fur. Kidding! At the first sign of a chilly breeze, the minks of Houston’s moneyed women positively fly out of storage, there to protect them from both our 40-degree February mornings (God bless you, Houston) and any harsh Arctic conditions one might meet with north of Harris County. Luckily, these lighter options are appropriate for either, not to mention affordable and philotherian-friendly (i.e., faux).