It’s -5C outside and everything is covered in 10inches of powdery white snow. Who’d have thought the plummetting temperatures would manipulate the mind into wishing you owned a bejewelled Chanel Hand Muff from the 2009 pre Fall Collection.
This hideous insult to Chanel’s name has some magnetic attraction convincing me I should invest. Obviously not a pube-esque Chanel one but maybe something subtler and demure 1940′s style.
I’m fascinating whilst nursing numb typing fingers. Ouch.
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