Good Will Hunting

While in Chicago I found this sweater coat at The Good Will. My brother and I were almost at a loss for words. It was love at first sight of this puffy sleeved- too good to be true- three dollars and ninety nine cents addition to my fall wardrobe.

The mister and I were going to The coolest Shoe salesman on the planet's birthday party that night, and this was how I wrapped his gift:

The night was filled with Hot Toddies, Spiked Egg Nog, Milk Punch, and insanely good desserts.

I wished I had worn looser jeans.