I’m fully aware that this raincoat is ridiculous. I have to wriggle into it to stop it sticking to my watch and it squeaks when I move. It is see-though so doesn’t offer any of the cuddly, body-hiding joy of a big old raincoat. If the sun bursts out of the clouds momentarily, it’s absolutely baking inside the clear prison of PVC. And, yes, I acknowledge that it makes me look a little like a member of 5ive – and I know this to be a bad thing.
But, my friends, I love it without condition, a lot because it has sequins and glitter sewn into the lining. Sequins and glitter. These are two of my favourite things with which to adorn my body – were there a sudden shortage of fabric, I’d be perfectly happy to weave together bits of plastic to make a bizarre, showgirl-esque outfit to trot around London in.
It was serendipity that I found this creation – it glimmered at me wantonly from across the aisle at Topshop while I was stocking up on jeans and I couldn’t resist snatching it up. When I got home, I gleefully showed it to hubs who told me I looked like a 6-year-old when I sat in it sucking my thumb. That’s the thing about sparkle though – it’s silly, it instantly lifts the spirits, and it makes summer showers seem less serious… //
Mac / Topshop
Jeans / Topshop
T Shirt / Frame
Shoes / Converse
Bag / From Venice