The Hidden Language of Coats

Your jacket has been everyone you have gone, but it never gets to have the fun you do. You throw it on the floor, you give it to the coat check person, you forget it on the back of a chair. Lying on a bed, intermingling with everyone else’s coat, sleeves inside one another, waiting for you to leave early. Or a couple to fall upon a canopy of overcoats and capes. Your coat keeps you warm and it doesn’t ask all that much of you; the least you could do is wear it inside once in awhile.

Photo – S
Words – S