There must be something in the blood. Or the water. Something!
I'm from New England and in 1988 I had to go to Raleigh, NC for a two week class for work. It was July. Oh. My. GOD! I have never experienced heat like that in my life. I can't even come up without enough metaphors for how hot it was. It was too hot to go to the pool at the hotel. It was so hot it was like standing inside a 350 degree oven. It was hot.
I smoke, and this building didn't allow smoking inside, even way back then. The building was kind on the crest of a hill, and it had a massive parking lot that you could see pretty much all of from outside the front door. One day I was standing out there, smoking, and absolutely dying from the heat. I saw this car pull into the far side of the parking lot, watched a woman get out of her car, get her stuff out of the back seat, and walk towards the building.
She was wearing a long sleeve polyester dress. I thought, she has GOT do be dying in this heat. As she got closer I also saw that she was wearing panyhose, was in full make-up, coiffed hair. The whole nine yards. It took her a good 30 seconds to get from her car to where I was standing, all of it uphill, involving several steps.
She smiled at me as she walked by and went into the building. She didn't even break a sweat. I swear, this woman was NOT sweating at all. I'm standing there, DYING, and she didn't even notice the heat.