The pictures don't do it justice.

Just in time for the truly wretched temperatures (27 is not a temperature, it's how old I'm turning in just under 3 short years, but we won't go into how I will spaz out about that), my coat has FINALLY returned from Saks. I can't quite get it to drape right in the pictures, but I got tired of fussing over it. You can turn it inside out, and the inner lining is waterproof cashmere. I like it with the fur inside - not only is it less blatantly a fur coat (and let's be honest, in this bastion of liberalness I might get shot for wearing it) but then I can enjoy the fuzzy warmth. And you can flip the shawl collar up, and it's so big that it's almost like an unstructured hood. Mmm. Obviously I wear this around the apartment, just for shits and giggles. I'd wear it with just my underwear underneath, but I have a roommate. Oh wait, he's gay and it won't matter to him.

All I'd need is a flute of champagne and some diamonds. Ooh, and I can get both (one's in the kitchen, the other's in the jewelry box but I'm not telling you which one is where, for all you know I might store my diamonds in the freezer).

Make of that what you will.