Want to know what happens when you combine procrastination from university assignments and a newfound appreciation for One Direction?
The Tan Coats is what happens.
Well, not exactly tan coats, they’ve been around a while now, but my housemate/member of my cult – I mean best friend – and I somehow had one of those rare, yet terribly exciting, possibly maddening, and not at all saddening moments where we own identical-but-not items of clothing.
Coupled with the fact that a week or two earlier I, myself, in a downward spiral of procrastination, decided that I needed to know what Harry Style’s accent sounded like. From there, I went from a girl who used to despise the boppy tunes of the ever-popular One Direction, to proclaiming my love for ‘What Makes You Beautiful’ whilst pulled up in Emily’s sister’s driveway blaring it ridiculously loud from my car speakers a little after 12am. I’m like a modern day John Cusack.
So in a sleepless, stress fuelled moment of insanity (or clarity?), when Emily walked in the door with her new interview outfit she’d just thrifted, I jumped up and exclaimed that I too have a tan suit. The two of us dashing around the house to get suited-up in matching attire was exciting as is, but then I remembered that I needed to tell Emily about a remix of a 1D song. Explosion of excitement here and there, and the next thing we know, it was a selfie-taking 1D dance party.
(Mind you, a day or two earlier, the not-yet-converted Emily had been laughing at my enjoyment of 1D’s #classics.)
With an abundance of ridiculous ideas due to being fully docked at procrastination-station, I decided that we should be in a girl cover band, even though neither of us can sing, nor dance. But we sure knew how to use a banana as a microphone. Add a dash of crude Photoshop skills, and ta-da, we are The Tan Coats.
It was also decided that we shouldn’t even ever perform, we should just make up bizarre online personas and hope for the best.
So without further ado, here is a collection of what I imagine one day will be highly coveted images of The Tan Coats first non-existent album cover. Feel free to shun me, it’ll only add to my Tan Coat persona.