Sometimes I think that maybe I’m too immersed in fashion-blogger-land for my own good. That maybe I subscribe to far too many fashion websites, e-mail updates from fashion brands, fashion blogs, Pinterest and Instagram accounts exclusively about fashion, yadda, yadda… you name it. All this in the name of staying current with what’s going on out there in fashion-land. Which frequently, I have to say, has little or nothing to do with what’s going on in my own small closet… or in the closets of anyone I know. Even more so during the winter… especially during a Canadian winter.
Massive snowstorm hits Ottawa in February 2013 source
Take for instance, the “cold shoulder” sweater. Now, I’m not much of a fan of the “cold shoulder” look; you know, those tee shirts and blouses with the cut-out shoulders which were all the rage last summer. But I could at least see the sense of them in the summer. When colder shoulders might be desirable. But when I saw this Nordstrom ad for a “cold shoulder” chunky knit sweater, I had to laugh. Really? Does that make sense to you?
Which made me think of the off the shoulder look below from Balenciaga. As Morwenna Ferrier asks in her article in The Guardian: is it a jacket or is it a stole? According to Ferrier’s article, Top Shop’s creative director Kate Phelan is embracing off the shoulder puffer jackets (can’t quite believe I’m even writing that) in a big way. Saying they represent a “new sense of heightened reality happening in fashion….” Ok-ay. And, Ferrier goes on to say that, while the Balenciaga version is only ‘styled’ off the shoulder, the Top Shop version, which she dubs “winter’s answer to the Bardot top,” is designed to fit like a stole. The “ready-off-shoulder” coat, as Ferrier puts it, requires perhaps more “commitment” than the Balenciaga version. Unlike the Balenciaga coat, there is no way to pull the Top Shop coat up over one’s shoulders when one is, inevitably, freezing one’s butt off. Or one’s shoulders. Ha.
And since fashion is known for going from one extreme to the other, I present what Disney Roller Girl calls the “duvet coat.” Love that term. And I actually love the colour of this Marques Almeida coat. And it certainly would be toasty warm in a Canadian winter. Nevertheless, I think this might be just a teensy bit too much coat for me. That collar would certainly be a driving hazard. Still, if the early snow we’ve had this year, which doesn’t seem prepared to go anywhere, is a harbinger of the winter to come… wearing too much coat might be preferable to wearing not enough coat.
The other coat that seems really big (no pun intended) this winter is the faux fur. I love faux fur coats. I have ever since I didn’t get one for Christmas when I was nine or ten. You see, one night a few weeks before Christmas when I was nine (or ten), my mum brought home a lovely, cream, fake-fur coat (much like the one on the right below) for me to try on, saying that our neighbour, Penny, was wanting to buy it for her niece who was my age and size. In fact, the coat was for me, but Mum was reluctant to spend her money if the coat didn’t suit. So of course, it fit perfectly, and I inwardly swooned. But when Mum asked if I would like a coat like that, I demurred. In my nine-year-old head I thought I knew that Mum could never afford such a coat, and so to avoid getting my own hopes up, I tried to be grown-up and practical, and said that it wasn’t for me, and, anyway, it would probably get dirty too easily. So Mum returned it. Gad. She really wanted me to have it, and I really wanted it… and we were like those two characters in that O. Henry story “The Gift of the Magi.” I learned my lesson that year. Always tell the truth, people, especially about presents which come disguised as gifts for other little girls.
Unlike the off-the-shoulder puffer coat, faux fur coats make a lot of sense to me. They’re warm, and they look great, and they don’t cost the earth. But I did have to laugh when I read this post on the blog Le fashion, about “teddy bear coats.” Reminded me of the time, years ago, when a student of mine came into my class wearing a vividly spotted, faux fur coat. Seriously, that coat looked like it was made from the sabre-toothed tiger on the Flintstones cartoon. “Allison,” I admonished, in my best, stern teacher voice, “how many stuffed animals had to die to make that coat?” She stopped, looked quizzical, then rolled her eyes, “Ha ha. Good one Ms. B.” So yea. I like faux fur. I just have a hard time with the coats that look like they might have had a previous life as some little kid’s stuffed animal. But if you like that look, and I’ll admit that it’s starting to grow on me (a little), there are a few pretty ones here.
Faux fur coats aside, I’m not fond of the cartoon sabre-toothed tiger look. Especially in boots. Especially those with four inch platform soles. Like these Maison Margiela boots which were featured in Elle magazine’s 10 Most Wearable Winter Trends for 2016. Most wearable, eh? Oh my. These boots made me chuckle. Winter. Cold. Ice. I spy a broken ankle just waiting to happen.
So, yep, there are a few trends in fashion-land which have me scratching my head. But that doesn’t mean there aren’t lots of examples of chic, comfortable, realistic winter looks out there. Outfits that won’t look ridiculous on me now that I’m a woman of a certain age. That won’t have me freezing my butt off, nor looking like a walking example of fashion victim-hood. Outfits like these ones.
Gorgeous, lovely, layered outfits, that keep fashion real, and are warm enough for a Canadian winter. With great boots, luxurious scarves, and fierce coats combined with panache and enough elan (love that word) to inspire me, and reaffirm my belief in fashion.
And make me want to get dressed even on the coldest, snowiest days.
So yea, I probably do pay too much attention to all the fashion palaver on the web and in magazines. And sometimes it exasperates me. But I’m never put off for long. That’s because, to me, fashion is like that crazy, lovable, wonderful, embarrassing at times, but always interesting aunt or cousin. Sure sometimes they’re weird, and silly, but they’re always fascinating, and so entertaining, and you love them to death.
So while I’m here keeping winter fashion real… or trying to… what have you been up to, folks? Fashion-wise or otherwise?
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