Tuesday, September 4, 2007


I'm not much of a clothing shopper. I tend to let my wardrobe reach desperate stages before I buy new clothes, partly because I hate to try stuff on my post-partum body, and partly because I hate to spend the money.

Yesterday, in an uncharacteristic spurt of retail-induced energy, I browsed our local mall and ended up in J. Crew. I like J. Crew all right, it's just never really been love. Until now. When I locked eyes upon these beauties my heart skipped a beat, my mouth went dry and my knees weak. I had to have them.

But, alas, at nearly $200 a pop, I would have to love from afar.

It's like seeing the most beautiful boy at school, all to discover he dates the head cheerleader.

Damn cheerleaders.


by Johanna Brandvik said...

Sale season is right around the corner! I'm so happy to see so many adorable jackets right now! I have a box of large antique buttons that used to be my grandmother's and they would look fabulous on a jacket like this.

Sew Succulent said...

it dawned on me when I re-read my post that the gorgeous boy I would adore would not be going out with the head cheerleader, he would be gay.

and who can damn the gays? I just love 'em.

by Johanna Brandvik said...

Yes, I love the gays too! Always have. Always will.

ahna said...

hahahaha - I know exactly of what you speak. How 'bout a little vintage jacket at a fraction of the price?