I was cleaning my closet out a few weeks ago. I found my old leather jacket from back in the day. Solid black with that silky liner. I remembered how much I loved that jacket. Still smelled like the beautiful smell of real leather. I sat it aside and thought, I'll give this to my son because there is no way I'm fitting into this thing. He was over and I said "Hey, I've got something for you." He gave me that, "Oh my gosh, what now" look. He appreciates nostalgia so I figured he would love it. Anyway, he took it and looked at it. I looked at it and it looked bigger than I remembered. I grabbed it back and put it on and it still fit perfectly. I looked at him and said, "No way you're getting this." and walked away.