In November, it was frequently hitting 30°C here, but I was dreaming of chillier climates and shopping online for a parka to see me through three weeks at home (I eventually settled on this one!). It served me well and the novelty of the cold and rain didn’t wear off while I was home. Besides, winter clothes are the best kind… if I could only get over that exhausting indoors-outdoors, layers on layers-off routine!
When I got home, my beloved leather and knits were all mine again, and completely acceptable (if not advisable) to wear with regularity.
Candy stripes and flimsy shorts were not. I guess that’s one of the benefits of straddling two opposing climates.
I had an opportunity recently to buy designer bags at an insanely reduced price; one which I ended up passing up on after the search for this Celine one proved fruitless. I really really re-ally wanted that one, so much that no other would suffice. One love and all that. Is there a word to describe missing something you never had to begin with? There should be. That’s how I feel about this.
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