I know there is a recession going on, but I promise not to yell at my children ever again if you drug my husband, steal 3 of his credit cards, head to Marc Jacobs and bring me this coat for Christmas. At $7,900 you and I both know it's a bit of a splurge, but how can you put a price tag on perfection? Ahhhh, I can see me now - strolling down Broad Street, toasty in a fur cloud of blush mongolian lamb while a sea of black and brown down-filled puffer coats waddle past me. I am a Goddess amongst Michelin Men... Oh shoot! Gotta go, my daughter is swinging from the chandelier. CAMILLA!!!
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