Elevator Music?

summer lingers on, strangely enough.

it's april and we should be barraging into a cold autumn, followed by a cruel-to-my-toes winter.

my desires have dwindled dully into this as i stare blankly in my wardrobe:

something black, drapey and asymmetrical with lots and lots of pockets to conceal secrets/sweets/extra socks/random keys to nowhere. maybe a hood.

something that twirls.

yes, i think i need a death eater's cloak this winter.