[Me at the Kingston Train Station, attempting to maintain some semblance of sanity while my train is delayed for 2 hours]
These green riding pants are the first new things I've bought since I started hating my entire wardrobe like 3 months ago. I decided to buy the riding pants in green because I've wanted green pants for a while and these are the only pants that actually fit me and don't have gross crotch wrinkles. (Seriously, what is with those gross crotch wrinkles?)
Lately I've become obsessed with fuzzy things. Like, really obsessed. I ended up exchanging the amazing turquoise 1960s coat for an even more beautiful white mohair coat with a leopard fur collar. Overall, it's warmer, fuzzier, involves leopard print and just totally screams "ME" (because I'm a needy bitch like that).
Another fuzzy thing that has entered my life recently is this black angora cardigan. It's vintage (obviously), I paid $20 for it and it is kind of a cross between something Kurt Cobain and a 50s sex kitten would wear. Someday I'm going to wake up and realize I've transformed into a teddy bear overnight.