An Homage to Maje
I love walking the the streets of Paris, London New York or Toronto at night, but to do so, you have to be ready. Mostly just ready for a wonderful experience but also ready to suck blood like Dracula. You see… blood sucking is in effect my way of keeping young. And keeping glittery (twilight – not to be confused with my Sephora bronzing powder, that DEFINITELY leaves you sparkle…even though it isn’t supposed to… But anyway). To do so… you have to brutishly say BLAH BLAH realy loud with a Transylvanian accent and… wear a cape!
The cape helps with masking your previously double punctured neck when fully fastened as well as help to mask your identity when you lift the cape end up around your face. But honestly I find it most helpful when trying to flee from the authorities after my wailing victim manages to alert them to my presence because (and here’s an interesting tip) capes help you FLY!
Okay not like up up and away… but like, “jump, flap… thud! Amazing!”
WARNING: Fighting feelings of actually being Superman is a very real concern while cape crusading.
Aside from fighting crime and committing it, you can’t put on a cape without feeling ever so slightly glamorous. Can or should men feel glamorous? Who cares. The point is male or female you’ll feel kind of like… Oh I don’t know… Marilyn Monroe!
Yeah I could definitely see Monroe in this. That or Dracula… Dracula Monroe!
What I’m wearing:
- Cape by Maje
- Shirt by Kris van Assche
- Belt by Hérmes
- Pants by Topman
- Shoes by Prada
Thank you to Maje on Queen Street Toronto for the sweet cape.
Images: Matthew St. James