Uniforms are great. However, the day may come when one flings a certain cashmere v-neck across the room, crying, “No, no, no, not again!” Then what? Must we rummage through our closets, in search of something, anything, to wear? Sturdy Gals are allergic to angst. They like to put on a bright smile and forge onward, ignoring doubt. What purpose, after all, does it serve? And the best way to avoid closet doubt is to plan well.
Enter the second uniform, a Chanel-esque jacket and a tee. Above is a purple tweed version by Étoile Isabel Marant. From Marant’s mid-level line, i.e., I didn’t have to sell my car to afford it.
I’d been looking for something in this style ever since I started back at work. The Chanel-esque jacket is an elusive beast. Dani recently experimented with a J. Crew version, to no avail. It’s hard to do boxy well, especially in the absence of high-end fabrics and attention to detail. Probably because women aren’t boxes.
I chose this jacket because:
- The fabric is subtle and interesting
- Quiet purples are hard to find
- It’s Chanel-esque enough that I am buoyed by the reference, and sufficiently edgy to rise above dull imitation
- I’ve always wanted a jacket that zipped
- Fraying hems are fun
The scarf is by Etro. My brother gave it to me. He has such good taste. I usually wrap it around my neck rightly for the walk to work.
You can see the jacket a little better here, along with some fray. Ignore the pensive expression. Purple tweed doesn’t make me question life’s meaning.
I’m also wearing brown bootleg cords from J. Crew, brown and burgundy heels from Beautifeel, and a tee from Petit Bateau. A more adventurous soul might try a pale blue top. I’m taking baby steps. The jacket, by the way, I found at Barneys.
I found it hard to decide between purple, and black. As below.
So I got both. All in the name of good planning and angst reduction, mind you. Had absolutely nothing to do with anyone’s imaginary rock and roll self deconstructing a classic. Nothing whatsoever.