I finally sewed the hole in my down coat! For the past several weeks, every time I sat down in my car too forcefully, a little flurry of feathers would float around the car’s interior. It just felt like such a discouraging way to start a trip–somehow it made me feel quite hefty, like the time I sat down in a swing and it ripped right off of the swingset.* So I’d end up driving off in a huff, and then by the time I’d return home, I’d forget about mending until I was rushing out the door again.
As I’ve said before, I’m cheap, and as I may not have mentioned, I don’t enjoy shopping. I will easily tolerate things like flying feathers or a broken zipper for weeks or months at a time. However, I might have to drop some cash on the Zappos website, which I found out about when I was complaining to my sister about my mutant feet (size 6 1/2 length-wise, size 8 width-wise). Wow! You can pick by color/style/size/width/height/etc., and then it’s free to ship back and forth, so you can order 3 or 4 pairs to try on and keep the best one. Of course, it ain’t always cheap, and, knowing me, I would keep the 2 or 3 reject pairs in boxes in a corner of the room for weeks.
Meanwhile, since I am clearly not your source on style and fashion in the Capital District, perhaps I can suggest this blog? It’s new–go visit.
*It was a very old swing. It could have happened to anyone. But it happened to me.