“i never play without my cape.” // b. lugosi

it’s exactly ten days away now and i feel like it’s time for me to be perfectly clear : i loathe halloween.

i’m all for treats, i’ll give you my chocolate for all your single-serve, teeny packs of chips – and/or a trick if you’re feeling particularly contrary.

i loved it when i was small, when my costume of choice was either boy george, (there, that’s me showing my age), or a very politically incorrect ‘bag-lady‘ – forgive me, things were different in the ’80s. i’d hide my booty-filled pillowcase from my brother and continue on dipping into my treasure for the foreseeable future.

but something happened after roughly the age of 12 where even the thought of wearing a get-up that was not my own, or very much of me, would send me running, and give me the chills. the thought alone was a spooky halloween unto itself. the lucky thing is, though i never thought i could save the world – the wearing of a cape never seemed a costume to me, but a rather practical, yet intensely stylish part of my wardrobe. perhaps i missed out on dressing up like a superhero somewhere along the way?





➝ source : ‘biker’ cape by comme des garçons via storm fashion

➝ source : ‘gaia’ cape via vivienne westwood anglomania

➝ source : étoile isabel marant raquel patchwork knitted cape by via net-a-porter

➝ source : cashmere felt cape via rick owens


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