Last week, a commenter suggested that I illustrate a style story on how to look “cool” in the rain.
Ask and ye shall receive.
To be honest, I was slightly annoyed that I hadn’t done it previously, especially because for the past year and change, I have stepped into a very specific and distinct outfitting format that has thus far successfully deterred my proclivity to feed the frustrating angst married to rain and let my clothing reflect that.
Getting dressed for inclement weather really isn’t a particularly easy feat–humidity absolutely bastardizes the time we spend on our hair, that moist, dewey sensation that cloaks our clothed bodies harbors this terrible sense of, I want to be anyone but myself right now, and umbrellas fall into that abyss of Things That Magically Disappear along with socks and hair ties. It blows.
But what about this? Maybe if you were to invest in a quality umbrella, you’d feel a sense of urgency to preserve it the same way you might anything else of value.
While I’d historically looked to Alexa Chung for my personal rainy day style cues (is it just me or does the woman own a different trench coat and pair of high waist denim cut-offs for every drop of rain that will presumably fall on her head between now and the year 2015?), I realize that high waist denim cut-offs bound to a trench coat can only work sometimes. And for the days I just want to feel point blank good, I have found that wearing white jeans and a white t-shirt or button down blouse under a classic colored trench rain coat (the ultimate emblem of timeless style, no?) is arguably the only proven method.
That, married to a collection of the right accoutrements–these umbrellas are practically Alexander McQueen clutches. A baseball cap wouldn’t hurt either. Rain will not ruin your jewelry so pile it on if that’s what you’d do on a sunny day, and though the shoes are not rubber boots, just the way a little water won’t hurt your jewels, neither will it certain leather loafers. These have actually been able to age more gracefully as a result of the puddles they’ve emphatically endured. I’d stay away from canvas shoes, though. Meandering around wet-footed is no fun.
Just treat the day like it’s a regular one – acceding the miserable clothes to match the miserable weather will – to bring this way back around – feed the now dissected blah of last week. And I’m not sure about you but the other thing is that umbrellas maintain this strange, supernatural ability to turn me into an ass-pumper.
Which is a really fun activity I can only ever participate in while it’s raining. There’s my silver lining.
Photographed raincoat by London Fog, Topshop muscle tee, Paige jeans and Marni loafers. Pamela Love choker, CC Skye cuff, Khai Khai/Catbird rings. Umbrella by De Novo (we’re really into Illesteva’s selection, too).