*smacks self in head*

How could I have ever forgotten???

I inherited a leather jacket yesterday. My grandfather dug it up from where ever he was keeping it and gave it to my mum to see if I'd want it....

I had to think about it, actually...I mean, I feel bad (if that's the right word to describe how I feel) enough wearing leather shoes...I know an animal somewhere - bred specially or not - had to die to make them. I hate that my purchasing, or desiring to purchase, a leather item means the demise of an animal...

But this jacket. I didn't buy it...Actually, I think my grandfather bought it second-hand too...And it's vintage...Any animal that died for it died over twenty years ago.

I feel alright about this...And it is pretty cool. It looks cool on...Lol, now I know how the Fonz felt :P

But yeah. So, leather jacket.