I want so badly to have been a hippie and experienced the 60s, except without the space-case aftermath and rampant venereal disease. People like Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, the Beatles, etc., etc. had such enormous and outrageously free style. I will never ever get over it. I guess I'll have to live vicariously through Almost Famous, The Black Crowes, music festivals, Mary Kate Olsen and weird accessories.
This faux fur coat has never seen the light of day while on my body. I'm being a wuss about wearing it in public because it's a little, no, very ludicrous. When I first got it, I showed my boyfriend Bret and he was like, "Whoa" followed by dead air. Then I showed my friend Sarah, and she was like, "I think my Mom just got rid of that jacket." I'll just get drunk in it somewhere, that'll make me feel better.