I Have No Brain But I Must Post

[marycrawford]

oracne has posted a funny poem titled Ode To My Trench Coat. My favorite stanza:

Thou billowest behind me like the coat of an Immortal
(like the ones on Highlander: the Series)
but where oh where is concealed the blade of fine Toledo steel?
I have stowed it in my Immortal Orifice.

Now I, too, want a trench coat.


The Coats I Have:

• A fine-grained tailored leather jacket, bought in Florence. Best coat ever. I can't wear anything bulky under it though, which means I can be stylish and cold or look like a stuffed (but warm) sausage.


• A big billowy black wool coat with a hood and half-sleeves: kind of a cross between a cape and a coat. I'm too short for this coat, but I love it anyway.


• A fleece-lined red sports jacket. Not very attractive, since it doesn't cover my bum, but nice to have.


• Long black down-filled coat. I love this coat, and could almost wish Dutch winters were colder. Wearing this is like walking around in a very soft, warm sleeping bag.

The Coats I Want:

• oracne's trench coat, obviously.


• A Matrix-style long tailored coat, vaguely Japanese-looking, red. Again, I'm too short for coats like this, but what the hell, I want one anyway.


• An 18th-century velvet morning coat. With silver buttons.