“The long burgundy coat was my first purchase when I moved to New York City to go to school at Columbia and I loved the color of the leather. Since I had come from Northern California, I had zero understanding of real seasons or real cold or snow so that coat turned out, worn over hoodies, to be my only foul weather gear for a few years–totally insufficient, but very well-loved. So even after I discovered real coats and stopped wearing it (and stopped suffering), I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of it. It’s traveled around with me to the million and one apartments I’ve lived at in Manhattan and Brooklyn for 20 years and now I’ll finally be able to wear it again without freezing to death.”
– Shonquis M.
