That Can't Be Your Coat . . .
That was the sentiment of my wife when she saw the package that arrived a week ago when the FedEx truck pulled away from our street to continue its rounds. I had gone to lunch with my 82-year-old father and left my wife to meet the FedEx delivery person in case the coat arrived in my absence.
When I walked through the front door, my wife exclaimed, "The FedEx delivery guy was here and left a package for you on the front porch. It says it's from Overland, but I don't think it's your coat. That can't be your coat because the box is too small!"
I said, "Sure, it's my coat. What else could it be?" knowing that it was probably folded in such as way as to lessen the bulk for packing.
Sure enough, it was my Carter shearling coat that I tried on in the Santa Fe store.
"Try it on," said my wife. I gladly complied.
Wow! Wow! And wow!
The coat fit wonderfully, even better than when I tried it on-with the help of Bill-in the store. It is indeed the most comfortable coat I have ever had the pleasure of wearing. The handwork is superb. The shearling lining is exquisite to the touch and I can see that this will be a welcome addition to the winter wardrobe.
We hung the coat up in a closet all its own to let it breathe a bit. On nights when I can't sleep, I sneak downstairs and stare at it, hoping for cooler weather to arrive soon so I can wear it.
Kudos to Overland for producing a fine coat. I am a proud owner/steward of it. Thanks!