If you’re an old reader (meaning you’ve been around these parts for a while, not that you are actually old. Age is just a number, my friends. I remind you this as I come onto my 29th birthday this year.), then you will recognize this jacket. It’s been with me since the beginning and it makes me oddly sentimental for that little town where I started this blog. This was such a good purchase at the time and I didn’t even know it. Trenches are actually quite hard to come by. I feel like it’s because they come into stores at an off time in retail — I mean, you really don’t need a trench jacket until you need one. And as one can imagine, that would be a hard schedule for retail to plan around for each person, individually. So the only similar trench I could find has one size left. Apparently, it is not trench season. #whoknew
But this trench, this trench has lasted through many closet clean outs. After each season, I try to go through my closet and pull things that I didn’t wear and either donate or pass it down to my network of people. That’s right my network. This would include my sister, her friends, my mother, her friends, my aunts, cousins, their friends, and of course my friends or anyone else that me, my sister or mother have randomly come in contact with and mentioned they were about my size. Do you want to know the best part? I usually have donation amnesia. There have been many times where I’ve given away something, someone wears it and I compliment the piece, saying how much I love it. That’s when they remind me that I used to own it. Shocks me every time.
What can I say? A girl knows what she likes.
Purse: c/o Joie
Trench: (old) Old Navy // Similar
Necklace: c/o Stella & Dot
Spike Bracelet: c/o Stella & Dot