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Hello all! As many of you know, my amazing mother JoAnn has her own company, Colorado Comfort. A while ago she created a burlap coat for a contest in CO. One man liked them so much that he commissioned her to create some items for his coffee company and she has done just that! Check out her new items!!
I’m so proud of New Yorkers today. I feel like my world, typically inhabited by superbly incompetent beings has for once, turned itself around and redeemed its glamorous qualities.
Have you ever purchased a new coat? It’s a ritual performed by anyone living in a cold society on a yearly basis. You venture out, you explore the many styles in the various shops and boutiques. And then you see it. You see it on the rack, and its beautiful. You try it on and you look, well…hot. And looking hot when it is freezing cold and wind is whipping your face around every corner and you have tears/snot/and other various bodily fluids leaking from your profusely is an ideal fantasized about by any New Yorker who is looking to appear confident and savvy. Which, lets face it… anyone living in New York strives for this ideal in one way or another. No need to be abashed, that is why we live in New York City, to be noticed.
So, you get the coat, you bring it home, you put it on and swirl around and gaze at your stunning self in the mirror. You take the tags off. You peel off the stickers. You cut the stitches that are holding a) the pockets together and b) the slit in the back together. What? What you say? What is this stitch you speak of? Well, turns out that an alarmingly large group of people do not know about this stitch. If you purchase your coat from any decent store it likely has a stitch holding the slit in the back of the coat, and often the pockets as well, together. This is done in order to display the coat properly. When it is hanging from a hanger it looks more appealing when those items are stitched together. They are not meant to stay that way. How anyone could not notice the big burnt orange, or red, or blue X on the back of their black coat is beyond me. But oh, they do. I see it EVERY day walking down the streets of New York.
My favorite is when I see those girls who look like they stepped out of the pages of Vogue strutting down the street like its their own personal cat walk and as they pass, you have to look, you just have too…because 9 times out of 10, that damn little stitch is still there on their coat. I almost pee myself with glee every time I see that. These girls…they think they are so amazingly representing the fashion world when in reality, if they really knew about fashion that would be the first thing they did when they got their coat home, along with taking the friggin tags off the coat.
But, alas, its not just those girls…its everyone. I’ve taken to carrying around a little pair of scissors in my pocket. I go up to people and say “Excuse me, did you know that stitch is to be cut? What stitch? That stitch on the back of your coat that is holding your slit together. Here, let me get it…I happen to have a pair of scissors right here. Oh no, please, don’t thank me. Its my civic duty.” Ok, you got me. I don’t really do this… but GOD, I want to. Badly. It replays in my head over and over, every time I see a poor soul with their slit oddly stuck together at the end with that damn stitch. Maybe I have an advantage, I mean my mother is like the master seamstress…but really, I think its just common sense.
So, with all this drama…why am I so proud of New Yorkers today? I did not see one person on my way to work that had their stitch intact. Maybe they had a friend tell them about the stitch. Maybe they just are not purchasing new coats due to the economy. But I have to hope, beyond all hope, that just maybe, people are getting smarter. High hopes I know, but I’m going to live in that little blissful state in my mind today because if people are getting smarter…watch out world! Who knows what is next for us, maybe we will learn how to walk down the streets without slamming into each other, maybe we will even go so far as to save the world! Only time will tell.
