much to the chagrin of all the fur in my closet.
so i find myself in pea coats when it gets "bitter" outside.
not "bitter" like your last ex who kept calling then put up that really cruel blog post that you can't take down and always pops up when someone googles your name and thereby makes you bitter. "bitter" like all the los angelenos think cold is when it dips under sixty five.
(jil sander canvas cropped pea coat, patchwork jcrew khakis, mcqueen linen and leather wingtips)
(banana republic washed canvas pea coat, neil barrett twill slim cargo pants, re-dyed bally suede lace-ups)