| I love coats I do, I love them. I love the way they look, how you can hide in them, the warmth, everything. I got a coat this weekend when I visited my mom in San Francisco. It's about knee legnth and is a black, fuzzy material. The only problem is that it's too tight in the sleeves when I wear a long sleeve shirt underneath it. I do have disproportionately big arms, though, so it isn't the coat's fault. Every time I go to my friendly, neighbourhood thrift shop (where the old women who work there follow me around to make sure I don't steal any of their quality merchandise) I always look at the coats. Sadly, it's hardly ever cold enough here for them. You'd think that would stop me from buying them, wouldn't you? Nope. I have about 5 real coats and a bunch of sweatshirts. It's good to buy them at the thrift shop, because they're only 5 bucks and if you ruin them, you don't care. Also, I don't feel guilty even if I don't wear them. I've found that, in order to get good coats, you must buy them in a city where it's cold. Here in Southern California, good coats are scarce. Even in department stores, they're hard to find. So I'm collecting up all of these coats. I better move somewhere where it's cold, otherwise I'm going to start wearing them year-round. Even in the summer, I'll melt into a puddle because I won't take off my damn coat. But if I don't wear them I'll feel wasteful and guilty. So, if you're in S. CA and you see a girl with a coat on in july, with sweat pouring down the sides of my face, it'll be me. Home Other |