#54: Magic Words
Sisters. We look alike, we talk alike, we even like vintage…alike. Recent telephone conversation:
Me: ” ‘Lo?”
Sis: “Hey, I’m at the Ralph Lauren Vintage Sample Sale and–”
Me: “What?! You didn’t tell me?”
Sis: “Didn’t I? Anyway, I got you a tee shirt but wanted to tell you–”
Me: “STAY WHERE YOU ARE. I’LL BE RIGHT THERE. Wait! Where is it?”
Left the office immediately, “Gotta run downtown,” I said, “be back in an… hour..” For clarification, it was mostly a furniture warehouse sale, with a corner sectioned off for (glorious) vintage furniture pieces and therein a corner for vintage clothing, jewelry, and accessories. There wasn’t much, but there were simple treasures. Knowing that it was all handpicked by this man only enhanced the charm of each piece. I passed on an 1880’s military dress coat that fit me perfectly, which I am at peace with. C’est la vie!
I came out with a couple of supreme vintage tees (priced for in-store purchase at $110– $5 a pop!) and a 1950’s chore jacket — this particular one an impossible sale on the mens rack, being peculiarly short, small, and boxy, but that’s where a sometimes-tomboy with a penchant for denim, like myself, comes in handy.
The chore jacket has been worn throughout American history by blue collar workers on the farm, railroad, building the big cities, wherever a rough n’ tough man was needed, the chore jacket was there. The chore jacket is historically made from denim or canvas, is collared, cut straight, usually hits at the lower hip, and features large rounded pockets– built for comfort and movement. Carhartt and Lee chore jackets are common finds.
This honey is made by Key “Imperial” – Aristocrat of Overalls, from a lightweight herringbone denim. Extra special details include vivid green stitch detail at the button holes and pockets, and buckle tabs at the waist to adjust for fit.
With the proliferation of proletariat and work wear fashion over the past few years, and especially now, the chore jacket is forging new territory in the 2000’s as uniform for city living. I guess I’m a newly instated member of this fraternity, though I’m not ruling out some wood chopping up at the country house.
(Wishing everyone a happy weekend! XOX)