When I was a full-time uni student*, I used to see women in the city wearing beautiful trenchcoats and carrying their take-away coffees and rushing off to work looking so perfect and busy, and I always thought they were doing it to look sophisticated and protentious.
Now I work in the city, I walk to work holding a coffee (so my f&$*ing hands don’t freeze off) (s*^&!!, I've spilt it on my sleeve again *sucks on sleeve while juggling hangbag and coffee*) , and wear my trenchcoat (didn’t have time to iron my shirt this morning) and I realised very quickly that this strongly-held preconception was not so.
My workmate spotted a woman at the farmer's markets wearing this trench last week and she had the hide (bless her) to ask the woman where she got it from. Italy, no less. But talk about "market bonding". The woman was nice enough to take off her coat in what my friend described as “freezing cold winds” to show a complete stranger the tags and the lining. I always knew farmer's markets had a positive vibe. Try getting a woman to take her trenchcoat off at the train station. Good luck!
My workmate spotted a woman at the farmer's markets wearing this trench last week and she had the hide (bless her) to ask the woman where she got it from. Italy, no less. But talk about "market bonding". The woman was nice enough to take off her coat in what my friend described as “freezing cold winds” to show a complete stranger the tags and the lining. I always knew farmer's markets had a positive vibe. Try getting a woman to take her trenchcoat off at the train station. Good luck!
Sigh…isn’t it pretty. Comes in blu and rosa. Think I'll take 10 thank-you sir!
*unemployed
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