The Rain Is a Pain When It Falls On My Mane

(I know I use this photo too much, but it’s a classic in my book.)

It’s raining here in Richmond, VA. I’m all for rain. I like the way that the world smells after a good rain, clean, maybe even a little greener regardless of the season. What I don’t like about rain is my lack of a brilliant raincoat. I have a serviceable, if ancient, full cut trench coat, a “pinks and greens” gabardine Army trench that is very warm, a Barbour Bedale and a reversible tweed and cotton gab RL number with raglan sleeves. What I don’t have is a slimmer cut (read: SB), lighter weight raincoat that will go over a suit or sport coat and keep my trousers dry whilst not weighing me down.

And then there’s the issue of colour. I’ve never been in favour of black or navy raincoats. Sage isn’t a flattering colour on me. That leaves tan. And all the above adds up to:

… about $900 of English bonded rubber and cotton Mackintosh.

The thing that you must be careful of when wearing a raincoat is to make sure that it is not too snug. Today’s slimmer fashions can be flattering, but, like putting a finger to the canvas awning that is shedding rain, too snug a fit in something other than a truly waterproof garment will result in seepage and eau de mouton mouillé should you be in your tweeds.

(These gentlemen remain stylish despite Mother Nature’s best efforts.)

Until I find the ultimate coat, flattering, waterproof, classic, high collared, belted and affordable, like the ones above, I may be found gazing out from shop windows and doorways like our man in the photo that opened this rumination.

What’s your rainy day solution?

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