Yesterday I went to Muswill Hill - a lovely local area close to where I live, to buy my morning coffee, and briefly look in some shops. I had my eyes on a vintage jacket earlier, which I wanted to take home. The jacket was sold, fucking shit, but looking around the shop, I found an even more simple, classic, gorgeous jacket, an vintage
John Rocha. The fabric is thin and the shape is slim, which makes it perfect for the early fall and - with something over - wintertime aswell. I had to pay £15for the jacket (I mean, a fucking John Rocha), so the decision was already made, before even trying it on.
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