Il Pleut. Be gone with you.
Yep. Rough weather calls for tough luxe.
In homage to the British Meteorological Society (it’s raining) and my commitment to home spun yarns (where it rains). I’m rocking the sartorial tour de wind-force that is the rain mac.
As trench coats go, this could probably do with being a little roomier. I got seduced by the 70% discount and assurances this was the last mac known to man – I had to have this coat, sorry Amex #sacrificial lamb.
Owing to it’s spray fitting features, I thought I’d celebrate its fabulousness in true Burberry Brit style and rock it as a dress – sort of posh spice circa last season see here. Luxe essentials (signature leopard/floppy fedora) sealed the deal.
Et voila
Rain mac chic – never knowingly bleak.
And whilst I’m in the bargain hunters mind set, this morning luxe pony skin booties flashed across my iPAD in the sale! Totes typical – so here.
For trench fanciers – brave the rain/Burberry queue and get yourself rain mac involved, I picked this gem up at Bicester Village (luxe community at your service).
{OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: Bicester Village is 3G frustrating – thank phew for Jimmy Choo #freewifi}
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Meanwhile, Mr. Luxe is taking me and my irreplaceable fedora up to town today. The first rule of fedora club – do not let fedora get wet. The second rule of fedora club – DO NOT let fedora get wet. Third rule of fedora club. If luxe yells thirsty! She needs a cocktail.
Happy luxing you fedor-ables.
