Friday, July 15, 2011
I watched To Catch a Thief again the other night and, obsessed as I am with summer odd jackets these days, paid particular attention to the metal buttoned gray version worn by Cary Grant for his afternoon with Grace Kelly. Like most of Grant's clothes it is not particularly outstanding but it is quietly appropriate and of course it fits him well.
My obsession with summer jackets stems from the simple fact that I cannot find much of anything that I like other than the usual navy blazers and a few linen solids - and there are not many of those in the weight that I prefer. I am not a fan of faux tweed patterns, which rules out Glorious Twelfth and its competitors, and though Harrisons of Edinburgh has some nice looking semi-solids in its Sunbeam book, they all have silk in the weave (the sheen of the silk is nice for evening but it does not work for me for day wear). So whenever a new possibility like Mr. Grant's coat arises I am all over it.
Of course, I have been thinking about a gray gabardine jacket for a year or two but have not found a suitable cloth. I don't like Dormeuil's offering. John Hardy does not have a gray. Scabal's 13 ounce/400 gram does not come in a light enough shade, and the light shade they do offer is a 150s in 9 ounces/270 gram so that is two strikes against. Grant's coat of course does not appear to be gabardine, or cotton, or linen, so it is probably some nondescript worsted. Maybe there is something in Finmeresco.
All of this would be considerably simpler if I could bring myself to step out in some lime green or raspberry stunner of a coat like Nick Foulkes wears whenever the possibility of being photographed rears its head. But that is not me, for better or worse, and I will continue trying to catch a new jacket that is neither blue nor tan.