From The Old Days

Remember last week, when I talked about the days when I would spend Saturday mornings at thrift shops with my best friend and return home with some truly spectacular finds…and how sometimes it’s nice to hold onto those finds, even when they don’t feel like they quite work in your life for a little while?

Here’s another example.

This coat – a full-length cashmere Harve Bernard – was $12 when I found it (smushed into a coat rack along the wall on the second floor of the Salvation Army) in 1998. It’s super-tailored, with sharp shoulders, military-style buttons and a nipped-in waist, and felt way too grown-up for me at the time, but my mother was with me and insisted that I buy it, telling me that you don’t find a coat like this and not buy it. Especially not for twelve dollars.

I wore it every once in awhile in high school – mostly to formal events, when my usual jackets didn’t look quite nice enough – and occasionally dug it out of my childhood closet when I came home to visit my parents, but I never took it home with me. It just didn’t seem like the kind of thing I’d ever actually wear a ton.

It’s not 1998 anymore…and now, for whatever reason, I want to wear it. A ton.

So when we headed out for our date night I dug it out of my closet once again…and then when we headed home on Sunday, it came home with me.