It’s this one. In black.
I live in a land of fleece and gortex and I cannot stand it. I deal with the Portland rain by denying I get wet and wearing cute wool jackets without hoods that never dry. This has become a pretty dumb system now that I’ve got a dog that takes his sweet fucking time pooping every morning and night, leaving my hair a constant disaster, and my jackets musty and moist. But what’s pushed me over the edge is that I’m planning a trip to Vancouver with my new boyfriend next month, and while I can tolerate feeling stupid with my dog on a daily basis, spending a long, romantic weekend shivering and looking crappy and probably complaining is just more than I can handle.
So I will have a weather-appropriate coat.
It better be cute.