The only regrets I ever have in my life are the great coats I didn't buy when I had the chance. There was this robin's egg blue Celine coat I walked away from at my favorite consignment store in Manhattan 4 YEARS ago and I still think about it at least once a month. I think when you're from somewhere that only gets snow once every 10 years, and the snow typically melts before it hits the ground, you create a rich fantasy about what you would wear if you lived in a place with real winter. Not somehow-still-humid winter like we had in Louisiana, not exactly-13-days-of-cold like we have in SoCal. My fantasy winter wardrobe always centered around an impossibly fabulous and unique coat and I, as luck would have it, finally found the perfect one that is also lightweight enough to wear during L.A. "winter" from Vixen LA. For the record, I'm also going to wear it while I'm traveling for the holidays, because I'd rather be cold than shabby.
This coat, this beautifully bright and busy coat, is exactly what I've wanted. I'm not one of those "I'll stop wearing black when they invent a darker color" kind of people. I love color, I love patterns, and I love texture. This coat looks like a day in Morocco to me, so my immediate reaction was gimme gimme gimme. If all of my clothing could look like Moroccan tiles, I would literally be so happy. My legitimate coat concern (and don't we all have them?) is that I'll look bulky or block-y, but because of the lightweight material it drapes your silhouette instead of creating it's own shape that turns you into a rectangle with purple hair. I'm the very most excited to wear this coat on an airplane, because my other fashion fantasy is being one of those really well-dressed people at the airport who always look calm and refreshed, even though a baby cried the entire flight and your pores were sucking in recycled air for 5 hours.