And then you look at the price tag.
And it says $600. (Yes, six HUNDRED.)
And then you're not so excited any more.
And then you have a moment of insanity and try to rationalize such a purchase.
And then you call the hubs and vent to him.
And he starts laughing.
And then you get depressed.
And then you're suddenly craving chocolate.
Well, I'm having one of those days.
(Here's the part where you tell me that this jacket isn't really all that nice. That the leather isn't that buttery and that the shearling isn't really that soft.) Can we all agree that it's against the rules to be tempted with things like this at freaking TJ Maxx?? I mean jeez, I thought I was safe there.