Sunday, February 15, 2009
I, being my hoity-toity self, just never thought North Face was, er, fashionable. Not even in eighth grade when all the cool girls had black North Face fleeces -- it just isn't my style.
But you know, while I could never delight or swoon over a North Face purchase in the same way that I do for Lanvin flats, I just bought a white North Fleece jacket for this weekend's ski trip with my family -- and it is very comfortable and warm. A girl can have all the peacoats and blazers that she wants, but she also needs one North Face jacket -- just in case.
I do look like a marshmellow, but at least I feel like a toasted marshmellow.