I think I almost cried when I stupidly yanked my FAVORITE black leather jacket from the back of a seat chair and ripped it. DOH!! Clearly I had a brain fart and for a split second thought that the soft, supple leather could handle being roughed around due to my lack of patience (which happens to be on my list of things to work on).
SO although I am going to try to have it repaired by one of NYC's finest, I think it's time for a new one. I would give my right arm, no, maybe a finger? for a Rick Owens fitted leather jacket. Sigh...unfortunately fashion magazines do not pay enough money for one of those, perhaps if I found myself a rich husband HE could buy me one. A girl can dream.
Here are my top picks (if I had that rich husband), although that Max Azria isn't too far out of my budget... hmm. Thoughts? Suggestions?