When I first wrote my posting here, my friend Jo-Ann protested that there were no element of love there in my first writing, considering I have love beside life and rhythm in the title. But you see, I can't write about love, especially my love life, properly... probably not until I settle it down properly hhehe, because my feeling for love is always so romantic and poetic (some people will laugh ;))), but my writing style can never be such.
Yesterday I was walking to school, and the cold winter wind was striking my cheek, leaving it a natural pink (this is what I like about winter, I never have to put any blush-on ;) ). I was wearing my really warm jacket I bought just this winter, and there was I, thinking of writing here about my jacket and love. You see, I lost my favorite jacket last year just in the end of the winter. When I lost it I didn't feel that bad because I thought I can find better or at least a similar one and I was almost bored with it anyway. But when the winter was coming this year I was desperately looking for a jacket out of the fear of not having a proper comfort to protect me from the coldness, but i realized then it was not easy. The thing is actually I have so many jacket already, but none of them I really like as the one I lost. Probably you find it strange (especially for man, you may not understand) that I have such a strong feeling for a piece of cloth. Some people regard clothes just as their function, keeping you warm or cover your supposedly unseen body, but some other people (me included) consider clothes as fashion (or self) statement. Okay, anyway several times I ended up buying jackets that I thought I like (after weighing the price and my fondness toward it) but it turned out I got bored just as soon as I wore it once. And then, one time I found this one, a white thick jacket, with fur, nice material and good cut. First time I saw it I liked it already. Although the price was not cheap compared to other jackets I bought out of desperation, I was thinking that it was really pretty and looked good on me. So there I was thinking of buying or not, because this will be my last winter and I have spent quite amount on the other less charming jackets, but in the end of course I bought it.
First time I wore it, it was gratifying. It has pockets where I can put my palms in, so I don't need to buy thicker gloves, as my favorite gloves are not so sufficiently warm, they are more for fashion hehe... It also indeed looked good, so without looking at my face I look like one of those rich japanese shopping savvies (= who know how and are able to shop). Since then I have never thought of wearing my other jackets anymore (poor them, hanged idly in my dark closet). The secret is that this new jacket has the color that goes right with any color of my clothes, and also the style.
So there when I was walking to my school and thinking may be this is the feeling when you finally meet somebody right. Has everything you need (as the pockets in the jacket for me), goes right with everything you have (the color and style) , and make you (or at least think that you) look good. What a relieving feeling... ;))
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