I'm a big fan of certain pieces of vintage wear... I don't think you can beat the look of a battered waxed jacket, a cagoule that has a musty aroma to it or an old worn in leather - all of which are telling traits of a piece of clothing that has heritage and history. I often wonder the story behind an individual piece... Where was it used and who by? Why and where?
Vintage clothing has become a precious commodity among fashionistas and collectors alike. London's East end, Manchester Northern Quarter... The online catacombs of countless vintage clothing pushers... Getting the kids addicted. The irony that a lot of youngsters are swaggering around in their ancestral forerunners garments while applying new attitudes to the changing times is an almost beautiful one.
Where do I fit into this? Well I was recently let down on a Belstaff that I had purchased, only to be told there had been a mix up and it was already sold. So of course, I did what any determined dresser would do in the same situation, I got on the case of finding something better, because once I've tasted blood, I can't rest until I've quenched my thirst.... or in this case, had a Belstaff hanging in my wardrobe.
In what was an amazing bout of fate, I quite innocently stumbled upon this absolute gem... Full on Vintage, worn in waxed Trialmaster that obviously out dates me and certainly whispers tales of times gone by.
I'm certainly looking forward to adding my own chapter of history to this charming jacket and would hope that it's next owner can feel the allure of the antics I will no doubt carry out on the special occasions this old timer gets a well deserved run out.
At £150, I feel like I've just had a bargain that is worthy of prime slot on the Antiques Roadshow...
Saul Wilks.
£150's an absolute steal for that mate. Fookin lovely jacket...
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