Camel coat: a chic fashion staple, or the Ugg boot of 2011?
I realise I’m committing fashion sacrilege by even saying this. After all, camel’s the colour of the season, and that a camel coat is autumn/winter’s ultimate statement piece - a chic homage to the sophisticated Céline woman, blah blah, blah.
This is great if you’re the proud owner of a honey blonde mane and happen to look like a Céline model. Unfortunately, I’m not and I don’t, so every camel coat I’ve tried on makes me look like a sickly Victorian orphan with consumption who’s stolen a rich gentleman’s frock coat. I can just about get away with a camel jumper or trousers, as long as they’re worn with liberal amounts of blusher, but drowning myself head-to-toe in what is essentially just posh beige is never going to work.
Fortunately (for me), I’m predicting a camel coat backlash any day now. In the space of six weeks, it’s gone from the chic woman’s winter uniform, to the lazy fashion choice on the high street. There’s something increasingly off-putting about fading seamlessly into the faceless mass of camel-clad commuters on the tube every morning, I’d even go as far as to say that it’s getting a bit creepy.
So I’ve developed a new fashion maxim. When you’re buying a winter coat, go for something you really love, that makes you feel happy every time you put it on, and take good care of it. Once I decided to abandon the whole camel idea I found a bargainous tomato red DKNY funnel-neck coat on The Outnet. It’s a couple of season’s old, but I don’t care because it puts me in a good mood every morning and frankly, if you can find a piece of clothing that makes the drab November commute bearable, you’re going to want to stick with it.
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