My great quilted jacket should believe it! I carry her, show her, run a catwalk. Naked, just dressed in my great STEPPJACK. Then get down to business! I'm about to cut them, liberating them piece by piece from their sleeves :-) They should, for Sven, a vest werden..ein hard, painful way for the jacket. Again and again I put on her and show you what she looks like :-( I rant and talk again and again with YOU. In the end ... she is a vest!