On Saturday, I came back from London with this divine new Zara coat (seen here avec white poppy, naturellement):
Things I love about this coat:
1. The understated-yet-luxe oyster colour
2. The 60s-style swing cut
3. The concealed pockets
4. The Nehru collar
5. The sleeves (which are sort of raglan, but with a seam down, if you see what I mean)
6. The open-weave, boucle wool
Things I am not yet convinced about: the unusual cuffs. What would you call these I wonder? Bell? Ruffled? What do you think?
New coat on outing to National Trust property: don't you just love having parents to stay?
At £79.99, I would call this coat positively bargainous. Okay, so it wasn't swished or recycled, but it *will* keep me stylishly toasty for years, so price-per-wear will work out at about 0.001p, which makes it practically free, surely?
In other developments, I was relieved to discover yesterday that I am still, in fact, a genius, as evidenced by my shiny new MA with distinction in Environment, Development and Policy. To heap thrillingness upon thrillingness, on Monday I will be starting an internship as an eco-spy with undercover investigative research agency Ecostorm (yes, this job title *was* my own invention). It's only temporary, though, so if you know anyone who needs an environmental researcher/stylist/spy/genius, let me know.