The other day, when it was super chilly, I twittered about my lust for not only an ugg boot, but an ugg suit. Now friends, take this as a warning. Be very careful what you wish for. I didn't verbalise this to anyone in my family. I did google it, but apparently no one makes ugg suits. But imagine how warm you'd be - however unsightly you may be. You might even look like a troll that skinned a sheep. How apt!
Anyhoo, my FIL brought me in something - very excitedly last week. A sheepskin jacket. My wordy, it weighs a ton. It's pretty darn cool, though I can't imagine I would wear it without 'baaing' at passers-by. But here it is. In all its glory. I think I might sell it on eBay (fear not, I have in-law permission). Or maybe I can start looking for the matching pants.
It's a two for one deal here today and here ladies (and gents?) is my collezione. I wracked my brain when Kate from Foxs Lane nominated this as her theme.. And here's my answer. My vintage clothing. I used to always wear vintage this or that, but since having bebes, some of it is a little less than practical, and other bits just don't fit these hips, and other bits are starting to fall apart. 
My husband can sometimes go days without seeing my in civvies. Sometimes he just sees me in PJs, and he may well think I go the whole day in my PJs (or tracky daks - but let's just keep that between you and me), but he'd be mistaken. As proof, I've embarked on a wee 10-day project. It involves bad pictures of myself and whatever I happen to be wearing that day. Here's day 1 and day 2. 
