I don't know what it is about good style that makes my heart sink into my toes, and envy pour up past my eyelids. Maybe it's the fact that both Parisian style and bohemian style can have the same physical affect on my heart strings. Parisian style is simple. It's put together well enough to not need anything extra. Whereas boho-- the more the merrier. Somehow Mary Kate and Ashley can just say what's up to both at the same time.
Say hello to that giant piece of shoulder-padded-camel-colored-wool fabric. My mothers closet hides the good stuff from me long enough to forget it exists. I could write songs about this coat. Not only do I feel like Kimye in this coat, but I also feel like I could have written that Macklemore song or been the proud owner of a private jet. But If I get another comment about how the coat is taller than I am-- I will literally sell every last pair of my shoes and buy platforms. And also kick you with my platforms.
I'm just a young lil gal trying to get by in life and get taken seriously so I can talk about serious things. And this coat to me says: "hey what's up I'm from the city take me seriously I drink my coffee black and don't count my calories because my coat will cover up what Thanksgiving break added on." In more or less words anyway.
For all you ladies and gentlemen who would like to know the details on where this outfit came from:
Hat: Urban Outfitters