Sooooo Terra, here’s the problem...
I only own two coats!
A nice one for when I’m out on the town, and a warm and practical one for when I’ve got a twenty-pound weight strapped to my chest (aka, Ivy in the Bjorn).
Living in New York City, I don't have room for anything that’s past its prime—like an old coat. If I get a new coat, the other goes straight to a friend or the donation pile.
So as much as I’m sure you would all love to see me struggle to thread a needle or bedazzle like a crazy person, I think I’m going to have to sit this one out.