Plus Bim Adewunmi’s First take

The Guardian - Weekend - - Content - Bim Adewunmi

I am set­tling into the age at which I qui­etly lament the clothes that have left my life. I don’t nec­es­sar­ily have “favourites” but I do own a lot of “one-and-onlys” – that pair of mirac­u­lous denim cut­offs that were some­how suit­able for work and play; the leather belt I found for a fiver in a char­ity shop that has now been with me longer than a few of my best mates; the per­fect slouchy navy blouse that sits just so over skirts and trousers. Slowly, these items are ex­it­ing my life, worn down by my un­for­giv­ing wear sched­ule. My mother once told me, with gen­tle con­cern, “You know you don’t have to wear clothes un­til they’re rags, right?” I know I don’t, Mother, but what if I like to?

It’s been rain­ing in New York, so much so that I made a corny joke to an Amer­i­can stranger about “feeling like I’m back home”. As the evening dark rushes to meet us ear­lier and ear­lier, bring­ing an au­tum­nal chill, I have been keenly miss­ing one item in par­tic­u­lar – a faux-leather jacket I bought cheaply many years back. This is the first au­tumn in al­most a decade when I have not slung it on for most of Oc­to­ber and Novem­ber. Its ab­sence is dis­com­bob­u­lat­ing. It was a soft, dark brown with con­trast­ing black sleeves, and cost less than £30 in the New Look sale. It was more fash­ion­able than its com­po­nent colours would have you be­lieve, warmer than its man­made fab­ric should have al­lowed and stur­dier than its price point would sug­gest. Ba­si­cally it was per­fect, so of course I wore it to death.

Its re­place­ment is a re re­versible gold and black bomber that is ab­so­lutely not a one-and-only.

But it’ll do. @bi­madew @bim

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