To paraphrase Carrie Bradshaw, I’ve never been the girl who can wear white and not spill on it – I even got curry sauce on my back once when wearing a white vest top. No, I don’t know how either. So I’m not really sure what possessed me to head to the Dorothy Perkins till with this cream-coloured fluffy coat in hand. It might be something to do with how darn soft and fluffy it is – I feel a bit like a baby polar bear in it, which is no bad thing I’m sure you’ll agree. Continue reading “Leopard Print + Fur”