Veste de Ville

Every blacksmith needs his bellows,

Every seaman, his boat.

For every railman, a ratchet,

+ every engineer, a coat!

The bone of my bones, the flesh of my flesh. Every shoulder needs a cloak, and every man his boon companion. The Plage has waited long enough for his townly friend to arrive, cut not from the same cloth, but bloody similar let me tell you!

Like the modern man, the VdV must be tough but forgiving. Show me paint, show me sun-tan, show me a light smattering of engine oil + incense dust. Toolbox under one arm, newborn under t'other. 

This unlined gallerist's blessing is sewn with single needle shirt-style construction, as the Plage, as our shirts, and is as ready as them all to be worn, torn, patched + romanced.

Sous-vest sous ta veste. A crumpled silk beneath your coal.

- fine Japanese cotton canvas
- 305gsm, 100%co
- stone washed
- unlined construction
- shapely, yet relaxed
- L·E·J mother of pearl buttons
- 2 inner, + 3 outer pockets
- ventless
- hanger loop
- made in Italy