The Chimney Sweep

See what I said about wearing grey all the time? It’s been freezing around here, so when I saw these fleece-lined pants, I decided to snatch them up. They’re wonderfully warm, but styling them is another matter. This is my best attempt, and even then, it doesn’t look quite right. Something about the combination of these pants + beat-up boots makes me feel like a chimney sweep. I mean, if I switched my leather jacket for a tweed coat and my circle scarf for a neckerchief and added a newsboy cap, I wouldn’t look out of place in a production of “Oliver!”, would I? Does that make sense? Or have I listened to The Decemberists for too long? Does that make sense?

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