First off, I really need to learn not to make definitive statements...at least ones that are fashion related...mainly because that tricky little swine called fate has a funny way of creeping up on you with racks of clothing that you swore you'd never wear but that suddenly seem appealing.

Case in point, for years now I have been telling myself that "I am not an animal print kind of girl" but now...now I'm feeling definite urges to run wild. Whether it's a by-product of watching My Name Is Barbra on a continuous loop...or a shot of the re-jigged interior of Dover Street Market...or the combined effort of these jackets from Heimstone and See by Chloe...I'm not sure. All I know is it's going to take some effort to keep from taking a walk on the wild side...