Last Monday Morning I looked outside and it's raining buckets. I let out a huge sigh and said to myself "Rainy days and Mondays always get me down" ....packed my Jimmy Choo's in my bag, threw on my rain boots, grabbed my packed lunch, and opened my coat closet ... and there it was . Hanging there. Bright and shining and pure perfection of couture..... I had only worn it once before. Yet, there it was. Almost brand new with that "new clothing smell" My red trench coat. *sigh* My parents actually bought me the trench coat as a birthday present this year. I had been sweating a particular garnet shade in a very well tailored trench. I squeeled with delight when I got it as a gift. Yet, I was disspointed I had to pull it out for its intended purpose of shielding me from the actual rain becuase well.... ..that's not what I wanted this trench coat for. I was thinking more along the lines of...well...about using it for this: Yeah. A shame giv...