Short jacket with furAttention: I am now using a different method for the comment box. You can read more about it at the end of this post.

This outfit is a bit of an odd thing. You see, I do not buy anything with fur as I don’t need real fur to look good. And yet I bought this short jacket with fur (rabbit) years ago. Against all my own beliefs. Was it because I fell in love with it? Or because it had been bloody expensive and was heavily reduced in the sale? Did I convince myself that there were plenty of rabbits? I don’t know. But whatever I thought at the time, it must have been a momentarily lapse. And I disagree with myself about it now. Only, to throw it out, won’t help any animal anymore. It is now a reminder not to buy fur again. Of course the discussion goes further (you wear leather, you eat meat etc.) and yes I am cutting back on eating meat as well. And if I do eat meat, I make sure the animal had a bit of a decent life for as far as you can believe the label. Am I doing well in this world and for this world? Hell no, I could do a lot more. Slowly shifting folks.

Let’s go back to frivolous stuff like outfits.

This outfit is really for colder days than the day these photos were taken but heck, it isn’t spring yet and it is still shopping my own wardrobe. Loes and I photographed in “de Vijfhoek” which is a very old part of Haarlem.

Below: Loes in a little alley.

Loes

Below: I sat in the same spot but because I am a very curious person (OK … nosy is perhaps a more adequate word), I stuck my head around the corner as a big lorry was trying to drive through the narrow streets.

Short jacket with fur

Below: Across the road was more sunshine and a very dodgy bench.

Below: Giving instructions to Loes,who doesn’t need any haha.

Short jacket with fur

Below: The result. I wish the cars weren’t be there, but that is impossible these days.

Short jacket with fur

Below: This is the kind of bicycle mums ride in the Netherlands. Kids popped in the cart and away they go.

Below: Nice stained glass in this old neighbourhood.

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Below: Head-to-toe shot with an old building as background. Oufit details: suede leggings by Pauw (worn before with my black and white batwing jumper) – bought second hand. The green jumper is by Sportmax and years old (worn before here and here). Black suede ankle boots by IRO, seen many times before. Black mini crossbody bag Marcie by Chloé.

Short jacket with fur

Below: Hair and outfit from the back.

Short jacket with fur

Below: We came to a nice square with a big church.

Below: To the left of the square we saw this door (photographed from the inside) and Loes told me it lead to a courtyard of an almshouse.

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Below: I have been here before but came from the other side and I didn’t recognize it.

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Below: Loes between a nice lamppost and some roses, her eyes nearly closed because of the lovely sunshine.

Loes

Below: Trying to look tough.

Short jacket with fur

Below: It was nearly spring….

Below: The cat door wasn’t cut out of the ancient front door but was put in the window. Drying the washing like that is in line with the old fashioned almshouse, don’t you think?

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Below: Some more pictures of the front of the houses. Makes you yearn for spring.

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Below: Underneath the entrance on the other side where the shops are.

Below: At the shop side of the almshouse courtyard is a cute restaurant called Restaurant “Hofje zonder zorgen”.

Restaurant "Hofje zonder zorgen" in Haarlem

Below: Overlooking the courtyard.

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Below: Loes bought a bracelet in the shop next door before we went in for lunch.

Loes

Below: Of course I couldn’t resist them either (they were inexpensive, in the sale and nice).

Below: In that sale I also bought my own mug to have cappuccino in the office instead of using plastic or paper cups. Sustainable deed.

Below: After a delicious lunch for Loes and a date cake for me we headed home, passing this mural.

Below: Across the road is a nice café. What we Dutch call a “brown café”.

Vijfhoek Haarlem

Below: Loes in monochrome blue. The new bracelet is very nice with the outfit.

Loes

What happened in my life this week

After weeks of crying, Ron was investigating the possibility of a new dog, a puppy of the same breed to fill the terrible void. And found out that there were very little puppies available and the ones that were born or were to be born were spoken for. It might take at least another year before he could get a new dog. Ron was very unhappy.

Then last Friday he got a call from a breeder saying that one of the puppies, previously spoken for, was available. Would he be interested? HAH.. would he? We immediately drove to the north of the country to see OUR new dog. Here he is at six weeks old. On the 8th of March he will come to live with us. He will be called Watson after Sherlock Holmes’s assistant. Isn’t he the cutest?

Watson

Saturday was a lovely sunny day which I spent with my friend Lia, sitting on a terrace in the sun. Lia was squinting which makes her look different than in reality. Sorry Lia, didn’t have a better one.

With Lia

Sunday again was very sunny and Ron and I drove to my mum and took her to a terrace. We discussed the name for the dog.

Monday was the day we researched a concept through interviews with “the target group”. Which meant coming home at 22.00 hrs. Long day.

Tuesday was a normal working day with the exception that my team went out for lunch. Here is a photo of a few of them. As you can see, we don’t need to be in suits in the office.

colleagues

Wednesday was the last glorious sunshine day for a while. Spent it with my friend Peggy in the 9 Streets in Amsterdam. My knee was holding up pretty well (we only did two streets). We both hadn’t shopped for quite a while, were very pleased to see each other again after a pretty long time and the weather was bright…. this all lead to quite some spending. Aiii..

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