Le 26 septembre 2016, 04:54 dans Humeurs • 0
I used to think tweed was an old lady fabric. Now that I’m older, I can only apologise and wonder what meds I was on.
Tweed is practically perfect. For starters, it looks so darned good. It can be tailored or slouchy, neon or moody. Somehow, even when it’s woven with 18-carat gold thread or larded with crystals and appliqué, it never looks as though it particularly cares. It has attitude. Admittedly, that attitude is primarily posh (British hang-up #342), but tinged with a touch of gamekeeper. It is Hugh Bonneville, made over to look like Stella Tennant.
This is where we must pay fashion its dues. Designers love tweed. And they especially like British tweed and are happy to schlep (or get their minions to schlep) to Cumbria, to discuss with Linton Tweed the apparently limitless colours you can dye its fabrics.
So it is always in style, but this winter it is also On Trend, as in all over the place: as ruffled jackets at Sonia Rykiel, slightly weird, hunched-shoulder tailoring (it’s a look) at Balenciaga, blazers at Ralph Lauren (above), dresses and coats at Bottega Veneta…
What this means is myriad new choices at all levels, although I think a tailored jacket that ends just below your hips is your best bet. Wear it with autumn’s velvets, or with denim and T-shirts.
Check out Boden’s Harris Tweed jackets in eight colours and M&S’s tunic top. They’ve done trousers too, but tweed can indeed make your bum look big. Let us not forgot the itch factor, either. Which is why tweed must always be lined, and collars mustn’t sit right on the neck.
That apart, it’s warm and wind-proof. But unlike those hi-tech quilted jackets that come with tags telling you how toasty they’d be were you to pop to Antarctica, it doesn’t make a big song and dance about its thermal capability. How very tweed of it.