There are some things that I buy because I like them, and then there are things that I buy because I am absolutely convinced that I will never find anything else like them again.
This trench, my friends, is one of the latter.
When I was in college, I would routinely participate in a little activity I like to retroactively refer to as "Thursday thrifting".
The stellar scholar that I was, I refused to take classes on Friday, resulting in a luxurious and wholly unproductive three-day siesta of sorts, kickstarted by a little trip to my local Goodwill.
Aside from the perpetual fulfillment of my urge to dress on the go, an addiction to which I alluded early on in the life of this blog, my trips typically resulted in the purchase of some formerly homeless person's oversized sweater or a nice ill-fitting Free People tank I simply couldn't pass up.
On this particular occasion, however, I cam across a real gem.
All leather, to say the least.
To say the most?
Obnoxiously long, unflatteringly structured, devastatingly out of style, and monochromatic enough to sufficiently wash out my entire pallid complexion.
Score!
Never did I ever think I'd see a trench constructed wholly out of leather.
Then again, I also didn't expect to find myself taking pictures of myself in grungy settings and strange ensembles and writing it off as a semi-fulfilling hobby.
So...
"Never say never", as Ms. Frizzle would so nobly say.
Thus, instead of passing it up with rational thought processes like "you're not from The Matrix, hotshot", or, "darling, you'll look like a rodeo pedophile", I instead decided to proceed with this situation in the same manner I do all others...
Impractically.
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| leather trench: thrifted (simlar & here), tee: Everlane, skirt: Vivienne Tam, boots: Anthro (similar), ring: Karen London, necklace: Blk + Noir |
So here we are. Gazing at pictures of me clothed in leather - merrily galavanting in my Morpheus sex offender coat.
Gabby is weird.
All is right with the world.
Scene.
Cheers.
Ms. Frizzle!!! And a solid 70% of my wardrobe is comprised of pieces that I purchased because I had "never seen anything like it before." Which coincidentally is why I never have anything to wear...
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