LOL...down or fur coats are a MUST,to survive any winter in Chicago.
My first real "wintry experience" was the Blizzard of '77 - this Southern California boy flew up to Chicago to visit a Marine Corps buddy who lived in the farmcounty down around 'Kakee.
70 below wind chills were a shock to my little system, and my friends ran out of propane and got short on some supplies, so I had to manufacture a new evening cocktail: Bourbon and Grape Koolaid.