Resizing a coat project fail

Woah woah woah its effin wintertime
Great
Fabulous

So the other day, before eating, guy and I decided to go Shopping. Bad idea! It turned into this days long epic battle between our desires and wits. He wanted to get me one of those proper winter coats that were on sale for Black Friday. Now if you don't know what Black Friday is, it is a consumerist capitalist holiday, created for North Americans, celebrating American Thanksgiving and for some reason up here in Canada we have got Black Friday sales too. Its a shopping holiday for the Friday after thanksgiving (or during, don't feel the need to clarify), items go 50% off, all the select goose down a reluctantly hard working sugar sprinkling boyfriend could potentially find online and go on a trek downtown to get. I thought Black Friday was part of the Catholic Easter tradition of Maudy Thursday, Good Friday, Black Saturday and so forth, but it turns outs its not. Its just biting it down hard. Lettuce celebrate the decimation of the native cultures and whole races of originator peoples by having a big brand name sale of over priced winter coats made in sweltering third world countries by enslaved factory workers barely making the minimum $178 USD Per Month, hardly the price of a goose down coat that is Marked Down by Fifty Percent!
Anyway I went with guy and did the dutiful girlfriend shopping thing and reassured him the smelly dead goose feather coat he wanted was the Best One For Him as it suited his palette, but refused to get myself a coat too, which I now lament, but lets not dwell on silly revolutionary regret. He did dutifully coax me into getting myself something in return, because I accompanied him so sweetly. Since mentioning I had never been to Urban Outfitters as we passed it, he said well lets go in there and check it out, and we did, and the clothes are initially cute looking, but upon inspection and trials, seemed to be quickly and cheaply made, generally ill fitting, and a bit off. I got two pairs of very long cotton (blend) socks. We left and looking over to guy, he kept looking down at the sleeves of his new down coat smiling to himself but kept looking over to me all worried. His mission, to get me a proper winter coat too, failed.
Two days later we are starving and on an mission to go outside and get some food. We go to two places and refuse both and settle on a bagel and coffee at Timmies, then he offers to go to the Sally Ann, not my favorite location, but whatever. We are in there and I literally try on easily 20 coats and settle on 8 or so pieces of clothing amounting to still less than the price of marked down coat. He is reluctant. There was a perfectly fitting leather jacket shell, a couple thick warm coats, a batwing cotton twill top, a weird old lady italian styled interesting could be high fashion looking top, one of the pieces was this wonderfully soft grey coloured baby lambs wool pea coat that was a size ten with shoulder pads. I am a size 4-6 these days and it was too big for me and the sleeves were slightly too short on him. It cost 14.99, an Australian baby lambs wool coat for 15 dollars. He looked at all my selections and added the tags up and said, I am not buying you a hundred dollars worth of stuff from the Salvation Army and none of them are proper winter coats! At this point, exasperated, I stormed right out the door, kitten heels quickly clacking, and stood outside with my arms crossed. He eventually made it out too and I continued clacking along till he caught up to me, and then I just kept walking away, straight back. He got back an hour or so later, with some groceries and a big white paper bag. He bought me something from a vintage shop. I snatched the bag away from him and tore through the tissue paper and what was it? A Max Studio poly wool blend black pea styled coat with shoulder pads that made the shoulders protrude a bit. An easy fix, I suppose. Also included in his guilt ridden purchase, a scratchy acrylic purple-y blend new agey looking hand knit cowl scarf thing. I dutifully tried both articles on and came out and showed him the outfit he got me. I thought I looked like a standard library going bookish pleb. I asked him how much everything was and he said Fifty Dollars. I told him I hated it, as I already had a real wool pea coat that fit me fine, and that I wanted that other stuff at the Sally Ann. Oh well. We made up and he said he could return the purchase and admitted to me, after he bought the coat and scarf, he went back to the Sally Ann and saw the leather coat still there. Argh.
So now I am itching to return the overpriced vintage shop purchase, gather some donations and get myself a $10 off Salvation Army coupon for purchases of $25 or more, and get that grey baby lambs wool coat to resize and the perfectly fitting brown leather jacket, to total $35, and figure out how to resize a size ten coat to a size 6.
This is the tutorial I found and I am still looking.
http://sensibility.com/blog/tips/how-to-resize-a-pattern/

to be continued...

ok so i went back to the sally ann and donated a couple things for a coupon and got the twill batwing top that fits me perfectly but there was some blonde woman trying the brown leather shell i wanted and she put it in her cart so that was the end of that, of course, how else could i be provoked into writing something.

 Bottom line is that this project failed, miserably.