My winter jacket was in the closet. When I pulled it out, I was almost late for work. I was in a hurry. I put it on and went to button it up...
But it was missing both its buttons!
So I did what any irrational human being in a rush would do; I checked the pockets.And yeah, there was a button there. But only one. And I didn't have time to sew it.
So I safety pinned it on. And then I took the decorative pin that was on the collar, and used that as a second button. Three days later, they're both still working out well, and I think it looks kind of cool.
(don't mind the cat hair)
Check out the winter boots. They're "Alberta rocker chick"
according to my boss. I just thought they were pretty.
(boots by rocketdog)
My jacket is like a metaphor for the entire unpreparedness of this city for the sudden winter. I mean, look at this mushroom! The flowers! The leaves!
The bicycle that maybe should have gone into the shed!
What a funny place I live.