Dear Inappropriately-Dressed Woman:

You are totally awesome. In a brisk Montréal morning, you were wearing a bright-red Che Guevara t-shirt stretched over your ample frame, black shiny stretch-shorts that stopped just above the knee, black-and-red-striped socks just below the knee, and clunkly black boots. The fact that you were totally unremarkable to your compatriots on the street gives me a comfort that is hard to describe.