If you want to get ahead, get a Basque hat. This article is taken from the March issue of The Critic.
To get the full magazine why not subscribe? LOLS, I am the vibe shift. Still, others may be fretting about their ability to get with the scene, and I am nothing if not charitable. For a one-stop shop means of expressing this sartorially, I give you the beret. Berets have been happening for a while now. Etruscans and Romans followed suit, as did anyone who fancied themselves a bit artists, poshos across the millennia that followed.
By , there were more than twenty French factories producing hats for the working classes, plus sundry hangers-on. Military berets were taken up by the French Chasseurs Alpins in Last big in the s, berets have been back for a few seasons. Most gloriously, for its cruise show, Chanel gave us an aching chic nautical-cum-Bonnie and Clyde incarnation in almost all its 90 looks. And so the beret clung on.
Accordingly, berets are extremely now, without ever being not now; subversive to the point of divisive regular wearers will be aware that the hate is real.
A speedy fact-check confirms that I possess seventeen berets in black, navy, grey, fuchsia, hot pink, rhubarb, evergreen, Klein, ice and baby blue. Don't worry. You can continue reading by subscribing to get full access.
