Pink Coated Consumer

Coat, Newlook

I wanna tell the world about a friend of mine,
this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
I'm gonna take you to a better time,
I'm gonna talk about my new coat if you don't mind.
I was 18 years old, when you and I left Newlook,
harsh winter gave me a cold,
but you wrapped me up, warmed my very soul.

...Okay I think I should stop with that now. Shout out and also apologies to Kanye for defacing his lyrics, all hail King Kanye etc etc.

But seriously my coat. I wasn't sure I believed in love until I spotted it hanging there in Newlook. I threw off the black fur beauty which I had been admiring and ran towards MY coat - because I knew right away that it belonged to me - arms out stretched, tongue lolling, you get the picture. Roughly ten minutes later I was gliding home wearing it. To this day I am unaware how much it cost, but really can you put a price on happiness? I'm a material girl and definitely not ashamed to admit that acquiring some beautiful new item of clothing can bring me happiness, this coat is truly evidence of that. I wouldn't be surprised if I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven, but when I woke up I spent that on a necklace (so so sorry Kanye) and really is there anything wrong with that?

We live in a world consumed by possessing things. You've got to earn money to live and doesn't owning nice things make life just a little bit better? I look like a Queen in my coat; I love wearing it with my hair sky high, hoops dangling from my ears and my pink Pumas on my feet. What I love most is that I earned all these things. That coat probably cost me a good fourteen hours wandering round a freezing warehouse but it sure as hell feels good to wear it now. My friends tell me I'm the worst at saving money but the truth is I love spending. Do you get that slightly sadistic thrill as you type in your pin? Yes I may have spend a weeks wages but in return I got a coat (aka new best friend), a pack of M&S pants (the best for essentials hun), and quality time with my mum over a meal at Handmade Burger Co. See, my mamma doesn't try to get through to me because she knows if I'm buying myself Louis V she probs gawn receive some soon too.