My friends, not for nothing do they call me raincoaster; where I live it is completely overcast approximately 87% of the time and 56% likely to be actively raining; thus, I am always in search of decent raingear, preferably of the stylish and waterproof kind. That they make any other kind of so-called raingear astonishes me, but they WILL insist on pimping out their cotton canvas trenchcoats (in white! I ask you) year after year, and I just sail right on by them looking for the Gore-Tex and microfibre.
But this? This would stop me in my tracks.
It’s silly. It’s flashy. It’s a cultural touchstone of my generation’s coming-of-age (otherwise known as “as dirty as you were allowed to get when your friend’s dad was still in the house”). It’s not the least bit breathable.
And it’s entirely charming.
Congratulations to the devastatingly clever crafter who created this coat from her old Twister mat; she above all people is ready for the Twister season.