In LA there is only 1 kind of weather. Nice.
In the movies, there are 3 kinds of weather.
Christmas Snow. You know, White Christmas or It's a Wonderful Life Snow
Cannibal Snow. You know, Donner Pass or Andes Plane Crash movies where it is so cold they eat each other snow.
And Nice - which is pretty much everything else.
Oh sure, Nick and Nora may throw on a coat, but that is only styleish.
What you miss understanding is weather like this morning. It isn't really eat-your-neighbor-or-perish cold, it is just high 30's, wind whipping down the street, make-your-nose-run cold. Unpleasently and unattractively cold. Cold enough to freeze your ears, but not really cold enough to actually FREEZE your ears. Not cold enough to really complain about.
Well, unless you are Scooter and the weather should be (say it with us) Nice.
ps - Jane is here from England, which is why nincompoopery is low key right now. We are having a grand ole time and I will detail out more later. Including why Julianne Moore should stick with the movies and never again try Broadway (hint - no retakes).