It’s no secret I’ve reached perimenopause. With it comes hotflashes which randomly strike without any notice or provocation. There’s no hiding them either - my face turns beet red and I have to strip down at least one layer to cool off. And because of these, it’s hard to figure out what to wear on any given day. I’m hot; I’m cold; I’m comfortable. All within the space of a few minutes. Read more >




