The other day, I couldn’t wait to jump out of bed, get dressed, and slip on these sexy velvet platform babies so I could strut my stuff like the red hot chili pepper they make me feel like. I glide downstairs with some spunk in my stride prepared to wow and… my dad saw me and started walking around like Frankenstein and singing The Munster’s theme song. Ah yes. He really does have a deep appreciation for my personal style!
Very excited about my coat as well, which you’d seen me wearing in my last post. It’s from Chicwish, and it hit the nail on the head in terms of what I’d been looking for this season. Honestly, winter coats hardly drum up my enthusiasm. I hate them, in fact. They’re bulky and blah and boring, and I always feel like they kill a perfectly good outfit, or better yet, just kill any inspiration to bother getting dressed at all. But after seeing various versions of the fur-hooded parka around, the idea of a winter coat became more palatable. And actually, with all it’s fur trimmings, this one actually actually actually makes me feel a little bit glam… Go figure. Who knew a winter coat could actually do that?