![I’ve been wanting a new coat since winter began. I’ve been wearing the grey one I bought in 2006 which I still actually rather like and is warm. However, if you stand too close to it (which is hard to avoid when you are in it) you can see the pilling and general wear, hard. You wouldn’t know unless you were me but also the lining of both pockets is holy, and not in a good way, and incapable of cradling important things such as keys, money and phones. Unless you want them in the lining of the coat and you like shoving your hand in coat to fetch them out when you accidentally use the pockets. [There is quite a lot of crap in there which jingles when I walk.]
So I found a really lovely royal blue knee length cashmere coat. It was £320 down to £90 which is a total bargain. It’s cashmere. It fit great at the top half, but just good at the bottom half - was 3-4 inches too long, I think. I walked away. £90 is still lots when you are only 75%. So I thought about it for a few days. Generally if I forget about it that’s a good decision. But I didn’t forget. I thought how cool it would be if it were 3-4 inches shorter. And I also thought how it was very ‘Kate Middleton’ who I quite like, but she dresses like a royal. So I thought that was wrong, but still kind of liked coat.
Anyway, I didn’t do anything as I am not motivated enough to visit it again. Even though it is less than 5 minutes walk from my house.
Today though, I went, oh there’s a sale at Espirit. Actually there is a sale everywhere, but Espirit was in front of me at the time. So I went in and found TWO coats that were worthy of trying on three times each as I wasn’t sure. Black with grey patch and belt; or plain fuzzy-middle dark brown with flat collar worthy of brooching. Black or brown. Belt or brooch. I hate coats with belts. They are mental when you sit down in them on the bus.
I spent a few minutes in the changing room thinking about it. And then I looked at myself and my old mangle grey coat and pocketless-pockets, and my cardigan which has 12 separate mothy holes across the sleeves and back, and my £12 boring dull skirt from H&M. I walked out and the guy asked if I decided. Yip. He said, good, I was going to say something when you came out in it, but I though I would let the mirror speak for itself. (Which I think was a compliment.) And I bought the FUCKING COAT. The fuzzy one. Hate belts. And it was £150 down to £45. So it’s half as good as blue cashmere. I’m getting better. And it’s fuzzy.](http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxp70krpmF1qzxg5vo1_400.jpg)
I’ve been wanting a new coat since winter began. I’ve been wearing the grey one I bought in 2006 which I still actually rather like and is warm. However, if you stand too close to it (which is hard to avoid when you are in it) you can see the pilling and general wear, hard. You wouldn’t know unless you were me but also the lining of both pockets is holy, and not in a good way, and incapable of cradling important things such as keys, money and phones. Unless you want them in the lining of the coat and you like shoving your hand in coat to fetch them out when you accidentally use the pockets. [There is quite a lot of crap in there which jingles when I walk.]
So I found a really lovely royal blue knee length cashmere coat. It was £320 down to £90 which is a total bargain. It’s cashmere. It fit great at the top half, but just good at the bottom half - was 3-4 inches too long, I think. I walked away. £90 is still lots when you are only 75%. So I thought about it for a few days. Generally if I forget about it that’s a good decision. But I didn’t forget. I thought how cool it would be if it were 3-4 inches shorter. And I also thought how it was very ‘Kate Middleton’ who I quite like, but she dresses like a royal. So I thought that was wrong, but still kind of liked coat.
Anyway, I didn’t do anything as I am not motivated enough to visit it again. Even though it is less than 5 minutes walk from my house.
Today though, I went, oh there’s a sale at Espirit. Actually there is a sale everywhere, but Espirit was in front of me at the time. So I went in and found TWO coats that were worthy of trying on three times each as I wasn’t sure. Black with grey patch and belt; or plain fuzzy-middle dark brown with flat collar worthy of brooching. Black or brown. Belt or brooch. I hate coats with belts. They are mental when you sit down in them on the bus.
I spent a few minutes in the changing room thinking about it. And then I looked at myself and my old mangle grey coat and pocketless-pockets, and my cardigan which has 12 separate mothy holes across the sleeves and back, and my £12 boring dull skirt from H&M. I walked out and the guy asked if I decided. Yip. He said, good, I was going to say something when you came out in it, but I though I would let the mirror speak for itself. (Which I think was a compliment.) And I bought the FUCKING COAT. The fuzzy one. Hate belts. And it was £150 down to £45. So it’s half as good as blue cashmere. I’m getting better. And it’s fuzzy.
Do you EVER chew on the end of your pen?
Have you EVER stained yourself or your clothes after not putting the lid on a pen properly?
What the fuck are these questions relevant to?
