Let's start by setting the mood. You've probably noticed that the branches of the trees are becoming bare before your eyes. It is still possible here and there to enjoy lovely sunny days, in the cool. But it is now pitch black after 8 p.m.
The weather is capricious and outside, we don't always know which foot to dance on . We see here and there the first scarves and the first coats of the cold season . And inevitably, we think about our own wardrobe. A few days ago, I stopped in the DeBonneFacture store on this very beautiful model:
Yes, it's a play that makes you dream! The cold, the fall, the winter, it's a joy for some and a real anguish for others. As for me, everything is fine on that side. But before coming back to it, let's rather return to the action in progress, which promises to be thrilling.
It's pitch black as I was telling you. And it's a bit cold too. The music comes on like that , without warning. Cold sweats and shivers guaranteed, a bit like the original film .
From then on, panic sets in and the pace speeds up in the apartment. A quick and anxious glance towards my room: let's not forget that this room contains some treasures that perhaps only clothing lovers can truly understand.
That being said, I can assure you that it is indeed a room: there is a bed in disarray and books piled up like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. A small detail that may be important: there is also a portrait of Syd Barrett without Pink Floyd hanging on the wall, right at the entrance to the room. It is a photo almost identical to this one except that it is in black and white at my place:
You will note
that he is wearing a yellow shirt . So visitors know what to expect. But the most important thing is what is hidden in the two large cupboards that are used to store clothes .
At first glance, false alarm: everything seems normal. Except that if you listen carefully... Something is scratching at the door of one of the wardrobes. So did I forget the cat in the wardrobe?
Bad choice: it's resting peacefully on my Stark SNS Herning cardigan , which looks like this:
As for the cat, you may already know him: he is presented here . Note that this cardigan is one of his favorite pieces of winter - it is very warm and very soft, that's why.
But then what is this mysterious noise that gets louder as the night draws on? The ghost of another age? Possible. On the facade of the building, it says "Anno 1634". A techwear ninja? Unlikely, but you never know.
Perhaps then a nightmare is brewing: an army of moths ready to invade the sweaters and other knitted items in the building, for example. I think for a few moments, a little dizzy from these nonsensical hypotheses that sometimes come when one is suddenly overcome by anxiety.
Overthinking when it comes to clothes, you know? It's about staying calm and returning to a semblance of logic. The noise in the closet then fades away and that's how everything becomes clear.
That something scratching at the door is neither a monster nor a creature that wants to take over my wardrobe. No, it is simply a piece that has been waiting its turn since the summer.
You have most certainly already come across him on the sales pages of the BonneGueule e-shop: his name is Fitou , he is hazelnut in color and he is quite difficult to resist. Cats in any case cannot resist him:
But for now, this coat is impatiently waiting. If it could talk, it wouldn't hesitate to tell me that it wants to go out, and right away. After all, it's not wrong: the first cold weather is here and it's HIS moment .
Except that my internal clock is a little behind and it's still too warm in my opinion to give it the opportunity to shine outside. So in the meantime, I'm mentally reviewing all the coats I've known so far. Nostalgia sequence.
This is my very first of its kind, with noble material and beautiful finishes . Until now, I had never been too attracted to winter coats, especially those that are quite long.
Because imagine that I like the cold. If I gradually became interested in the coat, it is mainly thanks to you and your many questions on the subject . You don't believe it?
I can't remember any coat before the year 2000, as if my wardrobe had never seen a single one. I vaguely visualize short jackets and that's about it. My first real memory goes back a good ten years: it's a trench coat, in wool and camel color .
English brand whose name I have forgotten. It was not very warm but for a person who is not too chilly like me, it always does the job. I think about it sometimes, especially its color which suited me well.
A few years later, I let myself be tempted by a very thick pea coat found in a thrift store on Rue du Temple in Paris. Levi's brand, 70s, nice style and navy color , no more than 50 euros. It accompanied me for many years. If you don't have too much budget, and you are looking for something with character, second-hand is a very interesting option.
Then I finally got a first-generation Balibaris overcoat, much like the one you see above. Darker navy and second-hand, again. My first thought when I put it on was of Al Pacino. You know, that famous scene where he turns up the collar of his coat and pretends to have a gun with his finger in his pocket.
It takes place on the steps of the building where his father is being treated, it's a bit cold and it's in Francis Ford Coppola's " The Godfather ." When I think back on it, it's almost a revelation.
So that's what a winter coat reminds me of: something related to the roller coaster of suspense . It's a bit crazy and yet there is a bit of that, I can't exactly explain why.
As much as I love the cold, I have often been uncomfortable with long winter coats: too long, too heavy, too hot, too bulky? I dream of a Pokéball in which I could put absolutely everything that bothers me when walking : bags, luggage, clothes that we don't know what to do with when we are too hot and more generally all the more or less useful things that we take with us when we become cautious and cautious.
Fortunately, by dint of reading your messages and sensing your curiosity about coats, something has calmed down a little for me on that side.
So I started looking more seriously, just like you or like Nicolò through his quest for the ideal light coat . The few finds I made gave rise to nuggets like this duffle coat from the Thomas Farthing brand:
Or even here , through this magnificent pea coat from the SEH Kelly brand :
Not very long coats , finally. And rather brown in color . I've been thinking about it for about two years.
I admit: I was on the verge of falling for the SEH Kelly model. But I still wisely left it there, until this moment in the summer of 2021 when I finally recognized it. It was, of course, the coat I needed:
Love at first sight, or something like "siren song". It can't really be explained either, except that there is brown and that this room reminds me of a lot of films that I like. Which just goes to show that you don't always have to go very far to find what suits you. You just have to let the evidence come to you.
A chill on Halloween night, that's how this coat reminds me. How long will I resist it? Probably as long as it takes to decide to turn the heating back on. But the exit is imminent. And you, tell me: how are you doing in your coat search?
