Winter dithers in like an over eager pensioner 2 hours early for his crown green bowling coach trip to Blackpool. The metaphor i was going for is that winter is on its way not much of a change as summer was non existent but no reason to get bitter its been this way for a long time now. Like are whole generation every thing is very diluted, same old things re-done whether its clothes, music or absolute everything. But as the world edges nearer to its saturation point I've decided to not let it get to me and revel in the quality of refined classics and winter wear.
OIPolloi's deck out has nailed with the look I'm going for this years winter solstice barn dance.
*PARKA
*HEAVY KNIT
*CORDS
*HEAVY DUTY MOCS
*VITAMIN C TABLETS
*A SHED LOAD OF FLYING DOG BITTER
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