None. I live in the sub tropics. Even if I buy a jumper (sweater) here it is light weight.
My wardrobe consists of tee shirts and shorts.
And never have experienced snow anywhere.
North Florida. I have a few sweaters for the cold (such as it is), and my always faithful London Fog trench coat in case of rain and cold, but that’s about it.
Before we moved up here, we were down in Fort Lauderdale for 3 years. After the first year, I sold my heavy weather jacket thinking I’d never need it again in that area where 50° is considered bitter cold.
I live in the sub-tropics but have a reasonable collection of cold-weather gear (beanie, gloves, thermals, formal coat, puffy jacket) because nearly everywhere I have travelled has been colder than here.
They don’t have fuck-all in my hometown. It snowed there twice in the twelve years I lived there, once when I was ten and once when I was…twenty-two? The first time it was just a dusting, so nothing was needed. Also, it was a Saturday. The second time, it was…well, pretty much just a dusting, too, but slightly more. Like two inches, maybe. By the time I left for work that morning, the roads were all clear just from having cars drive over them, but everything else was covered in white.
They canceled the schools. I don’t think it was because such a hardship or anything, but just because it was, to paraphrase the Simpsons, snow day! The funnest day in the history of Petaluma! The kids ran around and had snowball fights and built snowmen and had a blast.
And the next day it was all gone.
Yes and no.
I have enough cold weather clothes to last a couple of days in a cold weather city. I used to live in Dallas which usually got one or two cold snaps with ice or snow every year. So, I"ve got a winter coat, some sweaters, a pair of gloves, and some other cold weather stuff. I don’t have enough for a winter trek through the mountains and I’d be hurting if I had to spend an extended amount of time in cold weather. One thing I don’t have is casual/work wear. If you stuck me up north and asked me to help you unload a truck, I’d be stuck, because I’m not doing it in a dress coat and I wouldn’t have anything else to wear.
No. We each have winter coats, but not the really heavy kind that will keep you warm if it’s below 30 F or anything like that. We don’t have boots–the kids have rubber rain boots but that’s all. We have light gloves but not really warm ones. Heck, I barely own enough long-sleeve shirts and sweaters to get me through a California winter. I certainly don’t have any long underwear or any of that sort of thing, which I would need. I do have a polartec hat! My kids don’t even own that many pairs of long pants.
Our town has no snow removal equipment; we’ve been here almost 10 years and we got a light dusting once. It was gone by noon.
My kids are actually pretty hilarious. They own pretty scarves and cute knit hats and gloves, etc. and quite often if I mention that it’s a little chilly today they will run to put on all their equipment, so they’re ready for the super-cold weather they will encounter. Really, of course, it’s maybe 55 out there and they look ridiculous. 
In town they don’t have any snow removal equipment because it never snows down there. We do very occasionally get a few inches up here in the unincorporated area of the mountains and some black ice but we’re pretty much on our own short of a major disaster. Mudslides are commonplace and I’d think that the same equipment used to clear those would work on snow too. It snows more frequently on the mountain highway pass that gets you out of town but that’s Caltrans’ responsibility to clear and salt.
I grew up in California and didn’t have any winter clothing beyond a light jacket. My junior high school class went on a trip to the east coast in January and we were all scrambling for coats, gloves, winter boots, and long underwear. I borrowed my mom’s ski parka. I remember my mom telling me that I needed a hat, so I grabbed a fabric bucket hat. I’m so glad she threw a wool ski cap in my bag – I just didn’t get that hats were actually meant to keep your head warm.
When I started college in New England I just bought winter clothes as I needed them, often taking a friend from ‘the cold’ to help me out.
We moved to CA from Boston and we have kept our cold weather gear. We even kept our snow scraper, although I’m not sure why! Our kids were born in CA, so they don’t have very much cold weather gear since we buy it (or borrow it) only when we need it (for example, vacationing in Utah last winter).
Winter mornings can get down into the 30s here so I do have a fairly warm coat I wear on a regular basis.
I grew up in SoCal, was not a camper or skier.
I got my first watch cap & gloves at age 22 after I’d moved to Oklahoma with the USAF.
I also got my first coat heavier than a windbreaker & discovered why the Christmas department store ads on network TV were for sweaters. Up til then I’d had a couple sweatshirts & that’s about it.
I still believe that anyplace you can’t survive outdoors nekkid for 24 hours ought not have humans living in it. That includes my present locale.
Lucky brats. That’s one thing we never got in Winnipeg. The radio would be telling you (this is not an exaggeration) how long it would take exposed skin to freeze, and then tell you that your school district was keeping kids inside for recess.
The first thing I did when I moved to Michigan in 2002 was total my car. And I was super poor and couldn’t afford to replace it. So when my friend went to visit her family for a few days in the late fall and offered to lend me her car while she was gone, I was pretty excited. I could run all my errands in one go! (Ann Arbor has the best public transit in the state, but that’s not saying a whole lot.) Her son was three years old at the time and her car, well, looked like she had a three year old. Toys and whatnot all over the place. Not like I cared. Before she left me with the car, she told me, “Oh, in case it frosts, there’s an ice scraper in the car.” Me, to myself, “What’s an ice scraper?”
Fortunately, I ended up not needing it. It’s a good thing, because I spent twenty minutes picking through her stuff trying to figure out what the ice scraper was. “Is this an ice scraper? No, it’s a Lego. What about this? No, that’s a Transformer-thingie. WHAT AM I LOOKING FOR?”
I know what an ice scraper looks like now, though!
I left Victoria for the Christmas break a few days before the snow hit (to go home to Toronto). The funniest thing were the pictures my friends posted on Facebook of themselves outside in the agonizing cold. Hey, idiots, you need coats! Some of them were standing around in the snow in hoodies, and wondering why it was so cold out. (Then I forgot that I had a hat tucked away in storage, didn’t take it to Toronto, and had to buy a new one, so I’m an idiot as well.)
Where you at? I’m in the Fort Walton Beach environ.
I do. I earned/was given/bought/otherwise “acquired” quite a bit of stuff from my time in Minot, ND and Great Falls, MT. I got my big ‘snow bunny’ bibs, lots of thermal underwear, some fleeces, and hats and flight gloves of different kinds. The past few weeks I’ve needed it too!
Florida’s supposed to be all warm and stuff–Mickey, Minnie, and Goofy all prancin’ around in the orange groves. What the hell happened? Psychologically I’m expecting balmy climes, but am freezing my tuckis off at school. . .
Tripler
And I mean cold! It was 29 degrees on Friday morning.
One of the problems of living in a cold climate: nothing is ever cancelled due to weather. Growing up, I trooped to school through more winter storms than you can imagine. Well, no doubt you can, Matt, but I’m sure our southern friends can’t. No school buses in my day either.
On the subject of snow-removal gear–I have to admit that I’m disappointed in how southern Alberta cities handle snow removal. For the most part, they rely (get this) on the warm chinook winds that blow down from the mountains every so often. Yes, main roads are plowed, but secondary and residential roads are completely ignored. Given the huge amount of snow we’ve had so far this year, residents are getting stuck everywhere–and they’re furious. Thankfully, Calgary and Lethbridge are rethinking their “rely on the chinook” approach to winter; but to this ex-southern Ontarian, where it is expected snow will be removed from the street in a reasonable period of time no matter what, it shouldn’t even be in question. I can understand Victoria and Vancouver having little to no snow removal gear, but Calgary and Lethbridge? 
Many young professional (and other) Brisbanites go and live and work overseas, often in London or New York, for a while. When they are over there young ladies often buy a very nice winter outfit to wear going to and from work (coat, gloves, hat). Maybe something impressive with fur bits on it and so on. Then when they come home they have this very expensive outfit that they never get to show off to their workmates and friends.
So occasionally it hits, say, 50F in midwinter (ie as cold as it gets here!) and you see all these fashionable young ladies in winter coats and even hat and gloves, haughtily high heeling their way down the street looking impressive but perhaps trying somewhat too hard.
Meh, some of these critters live in Montreal as well. Your classic hipster shivering and turning blue at a bus stop on Saint-Laurent, with only a jean jacket and a silly little scarf, is truly what is meant by “fashion victim.”
Finally we got snow days when I moved to Mtl. There was one particularly memorable blizzard when I was in grade 11; ironically we now lived a block and a half from school, but we weren’t going to ask questions.
The muthah, of course, was the ice storm in 1998, which delayed the start of my second semester of cégep for a week or so. I used the time to lose my virginity.
I have knit hats, gloves, scarves, a few heavy jackets. A nice lined trench-coat. If I lived somewhere that it’s actually cold I’d have to go shopping.
So that’s why the army almost evacuated Montréal!
(Note to the perplexed: during the great ice storm of 1998, 4 of the 5 transmission lines that supplied electricity to Montréal collapsed. If the fifth had, the water pumps would have stopped, and they would have begun evacuating the city. I read that they were three hours from making that decision, when the lines started to come back up. Thanks to the work of thousands of electrical repair workers imported from all over North America.)