In New York, you couldn't take a step without encountering a lady in a fur coat. It was snowing and raining fur coats, which wasn't strange considering the temperature was hovering around 20 degrees below zero. On the penultimate day, the fur coats had also gone to my head, and at Club Monaco, I found a fluffy friend on sale, who has now happily traveled to Amsterdam with me. Added bonus: Poes Disco is also crazy about it.