Veste de Ville

The bone of my bones, the flesh of my flesh. The Plage shall be alone no more, for his townly companion has been made. Ever richer for his sumptuous skin, which shimmers with the light of the harvest moon. Were we selling snakeoil, this outrageous textile would likely be prefixed with 'baby'. Softer than the silt of the nile; this camel hair is perhaps the most luxurious thing we ever have put our name to!

Our unlined gallerist's boon is sewn with single needle shirt-style construction, as the Plage, as our shirts, and is as ready as them all to be worn, touched, patched + romanced. As close as you can get to wearing a cardigan without being Swedish.

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

It's the way you shake that udder, for what is tea without milk?

- gently brushed navy camel hair, 340gsm
- woven in UK
- lined sleeves
- shapely as a blazer, yet softly structured
- mother of pearl buttons
- 2 inner, + 3 outer pockets
- ventless
- hanger loop
- made in Italy