Last summer I was with
someone whose closet is filled with Chanel, Michael Kors, Prada and Dolce &
Gabbana. She was wearing white jeans and
what looked like a short Chanel jacket.
She looked, as she always does, perfect.
I had to know. Was her jacket Chanel? So I asked her, and she told me she had
gotten it at Zara’s, a store I had never shopped in. I spent some time looking for the jacket both
instore and online, but couldn’t find it.
Today I am on my way to see Casa Valentina, the new Harvey Fierstein
play. I pass Zara and stop In to check
this year’s selection of Chanelesque jackets. I find one. It’s off white with a
brown checkered lining and ¾ length sleeves, and it fits perfectly. Plus, it
costs less than the ticket to the play I’m seeing. I buy it without remorse.
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