Cape Fear

I've always suffered fear of wearing capes. Too big, too dramatic, too fashiony for little old me. Last weekend I saw my 56 year old elegant and graceful mom wearing one and I had a change of heart. "Sheesh... Mom looks so great in that cape, I really want it... Should I ask her to borrow it? No, she needs more great clothes..... I have a ton already. I'll just have to shamelessly copy her... God, I love taking style notes from the 50+ crowd."

Well, I wasted no time in knocking her off. I found this one at the great Hell's Kitchen Flea Market for $20, haggled down from $30 because of 2 missing buttons and a couple of split seams.

I love it's original buttons, but I'm torn because there are only 3 left. Should I replace them with black velvet ones so I can close it all the way? I think yes and then find a neat way to use the old ones on another project.

Finding clothes with split seams is a blessing in disguise, it's a very easy fix and you can get them for cheaper.

Made in Austria, very Julie Andrews in "The Sound of Music".

On it's maiden voyage I wore it out to the Roebling Tea Room (I'm so happy they open at 9 in the morning) and loved it. I felt very coordinated with their cute as a button horsey wallpaper, too. Side note- I want to paper my office in something similar.

I now wholeheartedly support any clothing designed to make you feel like you're still curled up in bed with a big woolly blanket. Why aren't all winter clothes so freakin' cozy?