Things were purchased in January. Some new, a couple secondhand. Pieces that I’d identified as my wardrobe staples. Items to act as a foil to the more statement-y things I’d been itching to wear, like the vintage knee-length Mongolian fur coat I’d bought in Paris last January with my sister, or my former mother-in-law’s silver fox fur coat that I just…
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