Photographed by Chris Von Wangenheim, Vogue, 1973.
The good news is I didn’t forget my toothbrush. The bad news is that in my last-minute packing frenzy, I forgot to throw anything remotely water-resistant into my suitcase for London Fashion Week. I have spent the last two stormy nights holed up in my hotel room in Mayfair, longingly browsing the internet for at all the great new rainwear labels I could be wearing.
The first is Wanda Nylon, a new French line that has the chic rainwear thing down pat (people often forget that Paris gets the same heavy grey skyline as London). Its see-through moto jacket with colorful piping would have been a lifesaver on Friday night when I got soaked waiting in line for Nasir Mazhar’s show.
Spring looks from Wanda Nylon.
Previewing Alasdhair Willis’s new collection of waterproof coats and boots for Hunter earlier that day put me in the mood for something a little more outdoorsy. I’ve had my eye on Swedish label Stutterheim Raincoats for a while now, and their old-school fisherman’s rain macs had the same sleek vibe as the new looks at Hunter.
Coats by Stutterheim.
Another label with British heritage-worthy roots is Hancock. Named after the man who invented vulcanized rubber, its wool, cashmere, and silk coats are bonded in a Victorian factory in Scotland. The new collaboration with Pierre-Louis Mascia, a textile designer who has made designers for the likes of Chanel, gives the traditional Mackintosh-style a seventies world-of-interiors finish that is right up my street, come rain or shine.
Hancock's signature coat (left) and with a print by Pierre-Louis Mascia (right).