It's raining. It started last night, it rained this morning and it's still raining now. Once we finally got up, we went to the gym. Seemed like a good idea at the time: the weather prevented us from doing anything more interesting outdoors and we could feel virtuous, right?
I was on the elliptical exercising my newest skill - reading on the elliptical without getting dizzy and falling off - when it happened. There aren't many magazines at my gym, especially if you've had your fill of news already, so I've been reading back issues of a magazine called More, which I'd never heard of but is apparently aimed at women in my age group (40+).
So I'm reading, and there's this picture of Lili Taylor, who I like, wearing a jacket that I immediately covet. I think about it for maybe 5 seconds before carefully tearing the page out of the magazine and folding it gently in my towel. Maybe 5 seconds.
I require this jacket. The actual one in the photo looks like the fabric is quilted, or at least textured, but I wouldn't mind just doing it in a stripe. It's the general shape that I like, and the zip pockets, and the contrast bands. Oh, and by the way, her shoes.
After we got home, I was going to actually take the picture into the back room and start futzing around, but instead I traced a set of PJs out of the December 2006 BWOF for either a September birthday gift (or a Christmas present, depending on my motivation).
Ah, virtue, I'll miss you ... while I'm wearing my extremely fabulous jacket.