the fur that broke the camel's back

Since I went from being the Dutchess of Day-Glo to a nudist, I decided I wanted a camel coat for this fall/winter. I wanted my future camel coat to be little drapey and avant garde (duh). I mean, obviously I love that shit and I also feel like camel coats can look a bit to preppy otherwise. Nothing good was turning up anywhere I looked, so I turned to ebay. Despite what one might think based on my previous posts, I'm not all that big on ebay "vintage stores." The prices get insanely out of hand. $300 for that dress? Bitch pleeeeeeeease! I know you got that at Goodwill for $4.99! I definitely appreciate the fact that they are eliminating the tedious process of searching through endless racks of corny t-shirts, Talbots sweaters and mom jeans to find the real gems, but it still gets a bit absurd. Anyway, I digress. I ended up stumbling across these two coats from the same seller. Neither are really "camel" but they're both INCREDIBLY awesome, and I'm not sure which would be a better choice for me:


SO DREAMY.

ALSO DREAMY:


Which do I choose??? Or maybe I need them BOTH???

Now I shall return to to my Scissor Sisters/Kelis/cabernet drinking one person hotel dance party because I am the gayest man ever to be born with a vagina.


You know, baby as I was taking my pantyhose out of their egg this evening, I thought: I'm gonna find that man who has the right shade of bottle tan, a man that smells like cocoabutter and cassssshhhh.