There needs to be a new word. A word which accurately describes the joy and disbelief when One finds a piece of vintage or pre-loved clothing which is not only in immaculate condition, but which also fits One perfectly.
A la my new coat.
Not that I'm posing or anything.
I found this in Chapel St Bazaar a few days ago. It was tagged as either 1950s or '70s, I forget which. I think 70s.
It's a wool/polyester blend and exceptionally heavy and warm. Very clearly it was made for freezing European winters.
And yes, that IS the lining! How amazing is the lining? It looks like a Little Red Riding Hood cape when spread out. I wish it was reversible.
I was so excited about it I just had to put on some war paint and skip around in it until threatened with heat exhaustion.
And now for the details. There are side pockets and breast pockets, all faced with that wonderful tartan. It has a belt which I do need to tie up, otherwise it is a teensy bit big around the waist. And, naturally, a teensy bit small around the bust. The Trials of an Hourglass. Sigh.
It fits perfectly well around the back. The colour is a little washed out in these photos; the darker pictures show the colour more accurately.
The sleeves are very interesting. They're two-piece sleeves, and under the arm is a square seam which I think I would find a total pain the rear end to attempt. The sleeve is not bulky under the arm; it just feels like a normal sleeve. I don't understand it, but I love it.
So as you can see I'm pretty happy with it. Now I just have to wait a few months til I can wear it. I might need to play dress-ups in it a few times til then.