That's right, every year about this time, I pull out my big purple suit*. Because I get cold. Laugh at me all you want, but for me 72 degrees with a breeze blowing in off the mountains is cold. The fuzzy socks are more of an all-purpose, year-round thing. They make me feel like a Muppet, which is fun.
*The big purple suit is basically a sleeping bag with leg holes and arms, and it's awesome! It's like one of those footie sleepers that you used to wear as a kid but without the feet. I wonder if I could wear this on the airplane.