That’s it - it’s been found. I will procure it with a beaming smug face. It will stay with me. It will travel with me. I will wear it to death. It will be my unopinionated, unbiased best friend. I will pass it on to whoever wants my rags when I leave this world.
It’s the investment come January 2008 that will leave me eating beans on toast for three weeks but seeing as I’m practically buying a lifetime companion, it’s a comparatively small price to pay.
I came into contact with my intended-beloved via the photoshoot I was styling this weekend. It is the Jean Pierre Braganza SS08 leather jacket as modelled by model Harriet here…
In the lookbook images, the true beauty of the jacket really couldn’t shine, but having tried it on and touched it, and as I have been coo-ing at it with adoring eyes for disturbing periods of time…without a shadow of doubt, it will be mine…
It is perfectly cut (not too loose or tight) and the perfect length (not too cropped or long).
The leather is uniquely texturised - looking like normal leather from afar but upclose has a raised snakeskin/croc look and feels a little rubbery.
When the jacket is on, it is snug and a little bit like being enveloped by a boyfriend because of the smell and slight masculine side of the jacket.
With 100% certainty, the jacket woud work with everything and anything hence why it will be worn to death.
So there it is…. my ode to my intended garment life-partner. The boyf will understand…I’ll break it to him gently…
Source: An Ode to the Beloved
