I already have a coat. In fact, I have several decent winter bluster-proof body coverings. Do not get me wrong. And were I an actual lass from a bygone era- I may only have had one good winter coat: ever.
But I isn't. And so I have a few on rotation. Some, I have recently rotated out to the Age Uk Donate a Coat appeal.
So - when I saw, what I believe to be a 1960's coat of warmth for a snip at £10 in a charity shop, I needed it.
Whilst not flattering in shape on me - it was more than pleasing in shade.
For it was green. A green of foresty hews of greeness.
I tried it on and thought it to be hideous. I made the above face. The Beard mumbled a comment about Pat Butcher. I had to agree. But then I remembered by all time favourite ever ever ever accessory.
The humble belt!!
Kept safely in the deep and cosy pockets of this wool / cashmere blend coat of bargains, it has pulled it all in and given it a shape I like.
This is my smug face. On account of the belt. And the price. And, most of all the toasty greenery that is now mine.
Yippy, yippy ,whoop, whoop, whoop!!!!