As any human, I’m not flawless. I’m too impulsive in the worst moments. Silly example: when I’m in front of a rack full of clothes, my reason disconnects and I suddenly find myself paying for a bunch of new garments that I don’t need. As I’m aware of this defect, I try to control myself and think twice before doing anything.
Half a year ago, walking by Williamsburg during my stay in New York, I was face to face with a pale pink duster –a kind of trenchcoat- from Urban Outfitters. It was love at first sight, not only because of the pattern and color, but also because of its vintage fabric. This could have been the end of the story – me, happily paying immediately for a new duster. But in an attempt of self-control, I only posted my discovery on Instagram and I headed back home. Guess what happened next?
I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I knew that if I left New York without that coat, safe and sound inside my luggage, I would regret it for the eternity. So I left aside my self-control and started the Duster Operation, calling to every single store in Manhattan and Brooklyn to make sure that they’d keep it for me before going to pick it up. Imagine then my face when I couldn’t find it anywhere.‘What coat are you talking about?’, ‘I’m sorry, it’s out of stock’... But, my friend, I was so determined to get it that I didn’t stop until I finally found it, only a few hours before my flight departure. That’s another of my defects (or virtues, as you see it): when I really want something, nothing can stop me from getting it.
So here I am, with a new duster in my wardrobe and a funny memory that comes back every time I wear it.
This duster is like the Summer version of my pink coat. I’m much of a dark color, but I can’t deny that bright outwear in Winter makes a fun contrast with a total black outfit and a funny pair of animal print booties. I feel ready to step out of my fashion comfort zone with my duster, so a few days ago I dared with a girly look: an oversize khaki dress, pink leather shoes matching the coat and the perfect accessory: my beyond-white legs, just to make sure that they don’t mismatch –note the irony-. Gotta leave for a sunbath!