The much-discussed jacket was completed down to its leather buttons and worn home Sunday night. It started as four yards of corduroy in my kitchen and ended up a nice cross between Holmes and French New Wave cinema heroine, I think: I’m really, really pleased with this. I like everything I make (I wouldn’t make it otherwise) but the last thing I remember being this excited to finish and this delighted to wear was a summer party dress in May. It’s a fantastic jacket. I feel like a spy in it. I feel like I could solve mysteries in London or Technicolor Paris in it.
Here’s a good shot of the collar:
And a mysterious, spy-like shot of the red lining: I might have a revolver in the pocket (did I mention it has pockets?) or I might have to sit in a cafe and smoke, talking to my two lovers. This jacket could go either way.
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I was making a pretty oblique reference to “Jules et Jim,” a New Wave film by Truffaut. (Yay for film class back at university!)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jules_et_jim
It’s okay, sir.
Who are these two lovers you speak of?
And what also is this smoking?