A new love, finally
Thursday, May 3, 2007 at 3:19PM When I was in my 20s I became a real fashion ho. I think part of it was because I was living in Hong Kong, where there wasn't much else to do in your spare time but shop. Shopping is the national pastime of Hong Kong anyway. Plus I was thin to the point of near-anorexia, so just about everything I tried on looked good, or at least I thought it did.
Over the years I've managed to become less materialistic. Poverty played a pretty big part, I admit. I eventually sold most of the couture stuff, or gave it away. But I was in a T.J. Maxx of all places last week and saw a designer jacket that gave me a woody.
It was an avant-garde, goth-looking jacket with laces around the waist, and fancy frilled cuffs. The a label inside said Boudicca.
Unfortunately the jacket didn't fit. Hardly any jacket fits around my chest any more, mainly because of all the pushups I've done since beginning the shaolin kung fu classes. I put on some admirable shoulder and pec muscles, but the 38C bosom is still fully intact.
The next day I decided to surf around and look at more Boudicca clothing. Some pieces were a bit overdone, but some were wonderfully gothic, with touches of Edward Gorey and S&M thrown in. Morticia Addams would love the Boudicca line.
I couldn't find a photo of the jacket I liked, but here are a couple of other photos that will hopefully give you a good idea of what the design is about:
