Pickpocketed right out of my jacket. (There's a sliiiight chance that I left it drunkenly in a cab. But I'm prettty sure I got pickpocketed.)
So I was feeling kind of bummed and hungover this morning. Dealing with AT&T, changing passwords, all that junk.
Then things started turning around.
I realized that because I bought my phone in November, my phone fell under Amex's Purchase Protection, so I filed a claim and hopefully will be reimbursed for the price of the phone!
Then, after a lovely afternoon drink with Caroline and friends (a month before we head to South Africa, woo!) I decided I wanted to go shopping.
I've been needing a "grown-up" winter coat for years now. Wearing a suit for an event and then throwing an Abercrombie ski jacket over it is just NOT CUTE on a 30 year old. But because I don't have a "real" job where I work in a business setting I've never felt super-compelled to shop for a new jacket.
But I've lusting after this trench coat for months now.
And in the spirit of full disclosure I will confess that I first saw this coat on Romeo Beckham and thought it just looked SO badass.
So yes. After drinks, I decided this wasn't going to be the day my iPhone got stolen and replaced. It was going to be the day I bought a beautiful new trenchcoat.
And as fate would have it...when I pulled up to Burberry, there was a parking spot waiting for me right in front of the store.
DESTINY.
And then of course they had it in my size and I tried it on and I loved it and bought it.
TREAT YO SELF!
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