i have a grey leather bomber jacket that is authentically scuffed and ripped from various parties and hedge-jumpings over the two years i have owned it. i also have a cute, cropped, deep grey wool jacket from Lux. both serve similar purposes from the opposing ends of the biker spectrum. one is grungy, grotty, i’m french (i’m not), i smoke (i don’t) and i don’t give a shit (i do) kinda jacket. the other is glamour-grunge, glamour-grot, good for layering, dresses up the casual, dresses down the formal.
so you might say i was well covered. but it doesn’t stop me pining for another biker-style jacket. i feel like i’m missing a vital link from the biking trinity. i need a leather jacket with embellishments. with fringing, studs, draped collars…possibly even diamante. i know, i know…i am a but another plebian cog in the capitalist machine, a cog that’s stuttering to a painful stop amidst the biggest recession of the 21st century. but i want it.















