How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Most people would think I was insane, but wait till you see this. Simply divine.
The craftmanship is amazing, from afar, it looks like pleats, somewhat reminiscent of Issey Miyake's Pleats Please, however, upon close inspection, you'll see it's made from small pieces of silk carefully handsewn together to fit perfectly over the human body. Although it looks quite cozy, since it's pretty holey, it'd be perfect for Hong Kong's so-called winter. This jacket is only available on bespoke order, can someone lend me 5000 quid? Promise I'll give it back, wink.