A far greater black hole than the jacket conundrum is the WATCH addiction. My therapist has declared me officially cured from buying any more jackets but said my watch addiction still needs a great deal of work.
I thought my watch addiction was cured . . . then I purchased another AP ROO a couple of months ago . . . then I saw the new PAM 779 . . . turns out I was only in remission.
I have no faith in @Superfluous whatsoever. His willpower is weak (nonexistent), and his monetary affluence is strong. His acquisition of horological excellence is not done, probably not as long as he continues to breathe. Unfortunately, me either.
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I have no faith in @Superfluous whatsoever. His willpower is weak (nonexistent), and his monetary affluence is strong. His acquisition of horological excellence is not done, probably not as long as he continues to breathe. Unfortunately, me either.
Stupid watches!...I found a really cool watch bracelet on ebay (1930s Navajo silver and turquoise), and now I've bought a 1960s dive watch to fit it....
Gustin Vintage Heavyweight Sweatshirt - Natural Rainbow Nep - $119 Rugged 14oz cotton that gets better with every wear. 
Grant Stone Diesel Boot Dark Olive Chromexcel - #395 Goodyear welted, Horween Chromexcel, classic good looks. 
Himel Bros. - The Ross Mk. 1 Leather Jacket Classic D-pocket motorcycle/aviator style jacket.
I have been at the edge of entering that rabbit hole a few time, but always ended up using my budget for something else. That being said, it's always been tempting
Perhaps they should add a new TFL-related disorder in the next revised edition of the DSM-5. In my case, I am addicted to motorcycles, watches, leather jackets, and army wool sweaters. I've got 7 motorcycle bikes (Harley, Indian, BMW, Ducati), a dozen expensive watches (Omega, Breitling, Piaget, Patek Philippe, Rolex, etc.), about two dozens leather jackets (I am mostly addicted to horsehide), and about 4 dozens wool sweaters. Thus I plead guilty as charged. In my defence, my mental disorder started way before I became a member of TFL. Dam you TFL for supporting and encouraging my insanity, my obsessions, my ever-growing appetite for the luxuries of life. Unless I curb my cravings for luxuries, I will not attain Nirvana, if indeed there is such a state of eternal bliss. Not sure I prefer spiritual blessings to earthly pleasures though. The jury is still out on that one. Ask me on my death bed and I may come up with a more definite answer. Have fun, enjoy life. Carpe diem.
