Finally! A sufficiently semi-cold-ish day here in south-central Texas — I think the high today was a whopping 60ºF? I know, not at all cold by the standards of most of the rest of the country or even us six months ago, but there you have it: adaptation, at its worst. As someone who grew up in the Rocky Mountains, I am truly sorry to say that this is my present bitter cold, but as an outerwear lover I’ll take what I can get, which is any excuse to bust out this incredible vintage full-length cape.* Can you blame me for being excited? I’ve been waiting nearly six weeks for a chance to wear this guy (gal? I’m undecided on the gender of this particular garment, though I am quite sure it’s women’s wear) and the closest I’m come was the 3AM showing of Harry Potter that we ended up bailing on. For the record, this cape-and-boots combo was the foundation of my planned Minerva McGonagall costume (plus my old glasses and a very tight bun – as you can see I have almost as much grey hair as my idol, Dame Maggie Smith). I’m actually pretty pleased to have put it on in real life instead, although I do feel like the whole thing is a little costumey. P remarked that I resembled an unhappy Austrian general at the Battle of Waterloo. Not being as well-versed as he in the Napoleonic wars, I was quite unaware of their penchant for red lipstick and costume jewelry. Not funny? I can never quite tell. Perhaps I should just get back in the bread line.On the topic of the tiger, I can safely say that I was not at all fond of this brooch when some friend or other of my parents’ gave it to me (maybe for graduation?) ten years ago. I’ve come to terms with it in the interim, presumably through a combination of age and renewed interest in costume jewelry. Now I quite like having him (this guy I’m certain of) climbing along a collar or up a lapel. Plus his claws are gentler than my real kitty’s.
(Johnstons neck, vintage Londenfrey cape, Saks Fifth Avenue gloves, Target l/s tee, Tory Burch boots, Coach wristlet)
*Eek! So I just searched the brand of the cape and it turns out the company is in fact Austrian and their woolen factory dates from 1842 — P knows everything, I kid you not. Apparently they began manufacturing men’s loden coats in the 1930s and women’s in the 1950s. I presumed this was a piece of women’s wear, but now I’m not so sure. Most of what I can find from them now is in the form of a dirndl (which I totally want, btw). Here’s a company ad from 1965 on another blog I just this second discovered (bonus!), The Ivy League Look. Mom, you’ll have to correct me if I’m wrong, but I feel like in 1965 $48.75 was a fair amount of money? Also, looking at this ad is compelling me to abandon the blogging (for the present) and go root around for my Irish fisherman’s cap so I can look just like this guy — I even wore my Wayfarers whilst we drove around!