Back in Black (Not Really)

Coat (Zara - majorly on sale recently, similar here - also on sale!), Sweater (Zara - old, similar here), Trousers (Madewell, similar here), Loafers (Zara, similar here), Bracelet (Nadri), Ring (Blanca Monros Gomez via Of a Kind - Christmas Present from The Man) 

I won't bore you with the details and reasons behind my blogging hiatus (suffice it to say that it was mostly colored by a surplus of self-loathing and a general malaise surrounding the idea of the "effort" (pfft) it would require to, in fact, blog (the verb)), but we're one month into the new year, which means it's precisely the right time to start hacking away at those now perfectly ripe New Year's Resolutions (as futile an endeavor as they may be, the annual exercise of discussing and setting them gives me a temporary high that I will liken to the feeling of hope mixed with something similar to that of purpose). 

Along with such lofty goals as Have Fewer Nightmares, and Say Nicer Things to People, getting back on the "blogging horse" was (is) on my list of resolutions for 2014. So, after giving myself the required one month of lead-in time to store the fat and strength needed to OBLITERATE my New Year's Resolutions To Do List come February, here I find myself. And with Fashion Week(s) nigh, I figured now was as good a time as any to pretend to be in the game. The New Year doesn't really start until February anyway as far as I, and the Chinese, are concerned. So make the necessary adjustments to your schedule and get on board because you just gained one whole month of dicking around that you get to summarily write off as an operating expense. Chest bump!

Now the outfit, well the outfit is something of a cross between a mid-20th-century accountant perhaps (see: tweed trousers and cognac loafers), someone who thinks they're a Fashion Blogger Capital F Capital B (see: ornamentally draped statement coat accompanied by a vacant stare), and an Irish fisherman (the appropriation from the latter is obvious here). 

Wear your sweaters long, and your coats longer, and don't forget to remind yourself that it's still Winter somewhere, and that you still have a whole 11 months to exercise those demons of optimism that authored the compendium of hopes and dreams you have for 2014 and your life in general. HAPPY NEW YEAR, KIDS!