Let Me Tell You A Tale


There are some occasions in life that you willing choose to obfuscate; or at least, obscure the truth momentarily. Like when someone gets completely the wrong end of the stick about a joke and you watch the most insane and inane thought process unfurl. Or, when you wear a vintage varsity jacket to London Fashion Week that looks, for all intents and purpose, to be Chanel; but isn’t.

I recently visited the incredible Beyond Retro archive and whilst joyfully sifting away – learning the enjoyable tales behind each garment – I found this vintage American varsity jacket from the 1970s. “Chanel?” I gasped, lustily. Not, in fact. As it was explained to me (with a story far more adorable than had this been the real deal), in the 70s, football players would have their girlfriends names printed on the back of their jacket. Some horny teenager was lucky enough to have a sparkly diamond of a lady friend called Chanel. Who knows where Chanel is now; perhaps she it still with the hunk whose jackets I acquired. But I thank her for being around and cheering from the bleachers. Because this jacket was made for departing shots. Quips, or otherwise.


Ph by. Nabile Quenum for J’ai Perdu Ma Veste// Kirstin Sinclair for Get The Gloss// Jose Luis Alvarez// Credit unknown – finding out!// Dvora for British Vogue

I’m wearing a vintage jacket from Beyond Retro, Annelise Michelson earring, Alexa Chung x AG Jeans denim dress, Topshop socks, Gucci Soho bag and Orla Kiely platforms.

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