It’s getting so cold outside I miss this puffer jacket. After quarantine, I had too many clothes with me to pack into one small suitcase so this one didn’t make the cut. Here was my great idea that “Auckland would be too hot”. It’s not, I’m freezing. Still living in sweats. And, I’m going back next weekend (not specifically) to retrieve this puffer. Despite its not-so-subtle bright pink, it was my most worn piece down in Wanaka. I forget what an absolute savour a puffer jacket is in sub-zero temperatures.
This jacket is coming out soon on Fashion Bunker so keep an eye out. I really love how you can belt it or take it off depending on whether you need shape. Which honestly that sounds obscene but it works. Add some gold rings, a hoop and it looks surprisingly “fashun”. I guess that’s the beauty of ditching black for once in my life. That and the fact that it’s not a scarfie loving Katmandu jacket – sorry but that phase has to end at 23 with a degree.
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Now that it’s officially the season of mulled wine, hot chocolate and fire pits I’m going to start indulging. First step: stock my wardrobe with oversized clothing that resembles all sorts of interesting silhouettes. Step two: eat, drink and be merry until body then mimics those silhouettes. If there’s one plus side of being single (and completely missing cuffing season thanks Covid) it’s that I’ll be doing/drinking/eating whatever and whenever I want for the next three months. Or at least, until it’s warm enough to flash an inch of skin again. The bigger the puffer jacket, the bigger the meal is going to be – okaaay?
Winter is quickly resembling what quarantine was like: a lot of baking, house parties and nights spent watching Netflix. My newfound appreciation for cooking outside of my go-to three recipes has meant a lot more time at home. I’m loving it – cold nights in are so cosy. No lines, no big cheques. Also when they added Friends to Netflix it was game over. I guess I’ll see you next when I can brave the winter to shoot outside. Either that, or you can you roll me out of here in time for spring.