I've always been crazy for camel. And no I don't mean this kind of camel. Although he's pretty cute, in a totally ugly kind of way. We met him the night we took a sunset camel ride in Broome, Australia, a few years ago. You can read about our adventure in Broome here, if you're so inclined. I patted this guy... very gingerly... and very very briefly while Hubby took my picture. Camels are notoriously bad-tempered. And no, I am not going to post that shot here because, while the look on my face might have been "priceless"according to Hubby, it's certainly not blog worthy. I know, I'm a spoil sport.
So as much as I like camels, as a species, it's camel the colour I'm crazy for. And always have been. Camel coats, camel sweaters, camel skirts, camel pants. I love all things camel, and have owned many over the years. And stolen... ahem, borrowed without permission... numerous camel items of apparel from the closets of my older sisters, and even my mum. I'm not sure Mum knows to this day where she misplaced her camel car coat that one week in March when I was in grade twelve. And was flying from New Brunswick to Ottawa for the first time with my friend, Wendy, to spend our March Break with her aunt. My old school coat was just not sophisticated enough for a week in the big city, I thought. Sorry about that, Mum.
I still love this iconic shot of Ali McGraw in her camel coat in the movie Love Story.
Here are a couple of shots, more recent ones, that have rekindled my camel lust this season. This Vince camel coat made me wish my brown Max Mara would wear out a teensy bit faster. I love this coat.
I saw this sweater and turtleneck from Jigsaw's new "A-Line" on Alyson Walsh's blog That's Not My Age back in October.
I'd never heard of Jigsaw. Not surprising, since it's a UK brand and only available on-line in Canada. Now, that's a darned shame. I love the beautiful cut of their clothes...long, lean...lovely. Sigh. Yet another beautiful, camel coat. Okay... not quite camel, but close enough.
Maybe it's something to do with my current run on brown this season, but I found myself yearning for something in camel. And when I was in Aritzia a few weeks ago, the lovely camel turtleneck sweater I passed on my way to pay for my blanket scarf, simply called out my name. I stopped and fingered the fabric, and then pulled myself away. Seriously, did I need another turtleneck? Well, no. Not really. But I'll not beat around the bush. I just really wanted that sweater.
So, I went back a few days later and bought the darned thing. And I love it. The heavy knit, which keeps its shape well. The loose, kind of fifties style neck. The square shape and the wide ribbing on the bottom. And, not to put too fine a point on it, the way it covers my butt.
My new camel sweater looks great with my black leather pants and black Cole Haan boots. And my mum's gold feather brooch from the sixties. Black and gold and camel.... classic.
I can wear this outfit with my black Max Mara coat out for dinner with Hubby. But for a casual-ish, festive lunch or dinner with the girls, I like it even better with this old camel pea jacket. I almost gave that coat away last winter, but resurrected it instead. How clever of me, eh?
Or for a more casual, book club evening kind of look.... I can swap the leather pants for my Paige skinny jeans and the black boots for my new Paul Green ankle boots. Throw on my camel pea jacket. And my wool reversible scarf with the green and teal on one side and the animal print on the other. Yep. I like this outfit.
This sweater, my friends, is going to be one of those goes with everything, winter wardrobe staples, so glad I bought it kind of purchases. I can tell.
And speaking of winter... we think it might never get here. This morning, Hubby and I hauled on our boots, and went for a tramp across the farm fields near our house. It was sunny and amazingly warm for early December. With blue, blue skies, a bit of a breeze.... and camel everywhere I looked.
I must have camel on the brain. I kept thinking...won't my new camel sweater look good with blue? Or, when we navigated the muddy track and I stopped to roll up my pant legs, I looked down and thought... won't my camel sweater look lovely with my chocolate brown leather jacket?
Gad. I can't stop obsessing about camel.
So I guess it's fortuitous that I have a new camel sweater tucked away in my closet for days like this, when I'm positively yearning for camel.
So where do you stand on the camel debate, dear readers? Not that it's much of a debate. I mean, who doesn't love camel?