Double Jacket Winter Chill

Things are calm in the world of used-goods consumerism. Numerous trips through numerous stacks, racks, shelves and open floorspace have yielded few treasures and none quite worthy of reflection or even a quick photograph.
I have managed to score a couple of sweet winter jackets, though. These are the sort a male, unmarried 4th grade teacher (or a priest) would have worn in the early eighties. I think they came standard with Dodge Omni's the first year of production. One of them, from Sears, even mentions on the label that it was designed specifically for the fashionable teen male - which I am.
The fact that I was compelled to purchase two similar vintage winter jackets has been especially troubling for me. After finding one why could I not resist buying a second? In my defense, the second one is a better shade of blue and the red liner is pretty ace. The only problem is that when the temperature is below 32 degrees, as it frequently is when you'd need such an article, the arms make a plasticky scraping sound as they rub against the jacket. I'm now accustomed to this sound; a sound very much unlike the typcal sound normal winter jacket material would make; a sound not unlike a tarp rubbing against itself on a chilly winter afternoon. Maybe I should have just taken a photo of them....