Okay so I know that I am not the only one who is totally and completely addicted to Scandal. I also know that I am not the only one out there with a huge girl-crush on Olivia Pope. If you haven’t seen the show, then just go watch it right now and then come back and finish reading this post.
Or don’t actually, because it’s impossible to only watch one episode when there are two complete seasons on Netflix. This is why I haven’t been getting enough sleep lately.
I have no willpower when it comes to turning off Scandal, and it doesn’t help at all, Netflix, that you have your episodes set to automatically play as soon as one finishes. It’s soooo hard to resist the allure of those red seconds counting down until the episode starts playing and you might as well just settle in and watch.
I’m like Toad in that Frog and Toad story about the cookies where Toad is all like, “I’ll just have ONE more cookie, and then I’ll stop eating cookies.” He can’t stop. I don’t know what kind of cookies they are, but they must be the Scandal of cookies. He puts them up on a really high shelf, he ties them up in a box with a bunch of string, but it doesn’t matter. He tears into that box of cookies and ignores everything else in his life because he just. can’t. stop.
So that’s how I am with Scandal. Addicted.
But today’s Girl-Crush Thursday post isn’t actually about Olivia Pope. It’s about Olivia Pope’s coats.
I love coats. Always have. I love a really beautiful, polished, tailored-looking coat. I’ve had several coats that have sort of fit that description over the years, and one of my favorites was actually just a little $30 number from TJMaxx.
I have never in my life even touched, let alone owned, a coat like any of the ones worn by Ms. Pope. They are so, so, so pretty. She has a dove gray one, and a winter white one, and a shell pink one, and oh my goodness I don’t even know how many more. I mean, her whole wardrobe is perfect and classy, but those coats. They’re so dreamy. And I totally have a crush on them. And since they’re the pinnacle of soft, luxurious, feminine fashion, I’m considering it a girl-crush. Those coats are obviously ladies. Really classy ladies.
Of course, they wouldn’t look at all like they do on her if I put them on. Kerry Washington and I do not exactly have the same measurements. Like, I’m not sure she and I are even from the same planet. She’s from HollywoodLand and I’m from, oh I don’t know, RegularTown. But still. A girl can dream. And right now, my dreams are made of cashmere and lined with super-soft silk.
So if you’re looking to get me a gift, (because why wouldn’t you be?) the gray one in the top picture is my favorite. I don’t know who makes it because I have almost zero experience with high-end designers (except that I do have a pair of red Burberry boots, but I bought them for 90% off at an outlet store and it doesn’t mean that I know anything about anything in the fashion world). I’m sure the gray coat is really affordable. It’s going to look so good with my stretched-out yoga pants!