Christmas Eve found me shopping at Maxfields–my favorite boutique in Los Angeles, known for carrying fabulous pieces by Rick Owens. Sure enough, I spied a short, fur-and-leather jacket that was simply to die for, displayed alone and screaming my name. I tried it on, and it looked, and felt, amazing. The shape was very chic; the leather was incredibly soft; and the pekan fur (another name for marten) was of extraordinary quality–and warm, too. Even my friend, Gabriele, had to agree: Omigod, he said, it’s so you. And while Christmas itself has come and gone, I do have a birthday coming up soon…!