I don’t know about you, but when it comes to my closet, I have a few personal items that are so dear they would most likely be the first things I would grab in a fire. One of them is my mother’s leather trench coat.
The reason I love this leather jacket is the memory it evokes. My first encounter with this jacket was a crisp fall day when my mother had a chance to pick me up from school (rare because she worked long hours.) Everyone else’s mothers were dressed in suburbia-standard-issue sweaters and corduroy pants on that crisp fall day, and there was my mother, leaning against her baby blue Pontiac Firebird in this spectacular leather trench coat, gigantic sunglasses and a silk scarf wrapped around her neck. Cream-colored pants, lavender turtleneck, whiskey-brown leather boots.
And it was at that moment at the tender age of 6 that I realized how impossibly cool my mother really was.
I find that the older I get, the more I turn to vintage clothes, not just those of my own family or possession but from consignment and vintage stores as well. There’s something so comforting about a well-worn item of clothing, the softness of broken down everything. In a race to have everything in our lives be so incredibly “brand new” all the time, I’m going in the opposite direction and trying to fill my clothes with things that have been well-loved. This jacket is one of my favorite pieces.
If you have something that’s vintage and a bit sentimental in personal value, I’d urge you to wear it. It’s original style that you can be sure is your own and it’s like a little hug whenever you wear it.
What’s your favorite vintage piece? What memories does it evoke? How do you like to wear it?
What I’m wearing: vintage leather trenchcoat, 7 For All Mankind Peep Toe Clogs AG Adriano Goldschmeid The Corduroy Stilt in Ivory, Prada eyewear; Alexis Bittar ring, Nation Ltd. black burnout tee from Piperlime, Pamela Love cuff (no longer available, similar style here.)