Blog Takeover

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Hello, I’m Sarah’s new coat, and I will be writing today’s blog post. Sarah is busy packing for her trip to Florida (for which she will be leaving me behind, I might add).

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I am a Majesty Peacoat from a magical place called J. Crew. As you can see, I am quite photogenic. I am made of beautiful Italian wool, and I have shiny gold buttons. I don’t mean to brag, but Sarah is so lucky she found me. I mean, how good am I making her look right now??

Sarah wore me for the first time on Saturday and already got a compliment thanks to my beauty and class. The only problem is, the compliment was: “cute jacket.”

“Cute jacket”?? Are you kidding me? Even Helen Keller could see that I am so much more than a “cute jacket.” If only I could have spoken, I would have set this girl straight, but since Sarah is much nicer than I, she just said, “Thank you! It’s new.”

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Sarah told me I had to tell everyone where to get all the elements of her outfit, although for the life of me I can’t imagine how you could have eyes for anyone except yours truly. But just in case…

Coat: J. Crew

Sweater: J. Crew Factory

Scarf: Charming Charlie (similar)

Jeans: LOFT

Boots: Target

Señorita

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I am really impressed by people who work from home. Since I only have class three days a week this semester, I’ve been studying and reading at home much more than last year. I am really terrible at staying focused when I’m at home sometimes. I read about two paragraphs, then I check Bloglovin’. Five more paragraphs, check Facebook. Take a few notes, and oh! – I think I need to pet my cat. Yes, she definitely wants me to pet her. I have a point, so let me make it:

On one of my usual work-from-home days, I decided to get my butt dressed and head to the library to get some work done. Not a special occasion, obviously. No special outfit needed. But when I stood in front of my closet, one thing led to another, and suddenly I looked like I was ready to go flamenco dancing. Or sangria drinking. Whatever.

Then I thought maybe I should change into something lower maintenance? But then I would have to start all over and go out of my way to look like I didn’t try too hard. So I would be trying extra hard to look like I wasn’t trying hard, instead of not trying and accidentally looking like I tried. Are you confused? So was I. So I left the house in this. The end.

Top: Ann Taylor (old)

Skirt: LOFT (old, similar)

Shoes: Steve Madden (old, similar)

Nails: Essie Penny Talk