Friday, November 5, 2010
As I live in an ancient Victorian home, I have a selection of pretty but quirky windows, some low enough to reach, some high enough that I must commission some help.
Maybe this wasn't my ideal Friday night task, but I admit, I loved the opportunity to put on some wintery outerwear.
To wit: Le Chameau rubber boots and a vintage New Zealand shearling jacket.
I don't know about you, gentle readers, but I simply adore winter outerwear: boots, down jackets, scarves, mittens, berets. It's either a simple summer dress or piles of outergarments that make me feel most comfortable.
But I draw the line at climbing a ladder to my overly high second floor to put in a storm window, shearling or not.