I was walking along to the theatre ( yeah, I know even I questioned my sanity walking to the theatre in cape. Prick) It was so windy and I was walking alone, next thing I know I'm engulfed in a cloud of purple velvet and cannot see a thing. I desperately try and grapple with the waves of fabric to no avail, bearing in mind it was half five on a Friday night, so at the same time I'm trying to dodge the public. Eventually I wonder blindly into a shop window to avoid pedestrians and finally managed to untangle my face and full sight was regained. Deeply uncool!
Anyway aside from health and safety issues in my opinion there is nothing cooler than a cape, whether you are rocking it with a Victorian twist, or as a mental psychedelic babe then you will be loving life. I mean you can swish around pretending to fly, what's not to like?
