I recently made an excellent purchase. The item in question is a slate grey linen
jacket and the store I purchased the item from was none other than H&M. Forgive if you will the childish abruptness of the preceding sentences, but the simple truth of the matter is, I am still exhibiting signs of surprise. A year ago, even in the mighty sprawl of London, I doubt I could have made such a purchase in that veritable Swedish temple of disposable fashion.
Blazers were an occasional option, but even in the vastness of central London branches, H&M seemed to be at odds with my tastes.
