While flipping through the September issue of Vogue, a little FOB story (Front Of Book, for any editorialistas (or fans of 13 Going on 30) caught my eye. Rag and Bone, purveyors of all things that a hot 32 year old couple who lives in Park Slope and works in the music industry would wear, had begun a special run of jackets and blouses available to customize with embroidered names on the back.
The fall/winter 2014 Rag and Bone show was peppered with eponymous names like Joan (Smalls), Georgia May (Jagger), and Karlie (Kloss). The bowling-style blouse (which is a touch too Charlie Sheen for me) and jacket, ringing in well above the $400 and $700 marks, respectively, sparked an idea in me.
I dusted off my trusty, three-year-old Forever 21 varsity jacket- navy wool with faux leather sleeves, and took it to my local embroiderer, with a tear-out from Vogue to better illustrate my idea of having my last name flourished across the back.
One week, $20 later, and slightly creeped out that everyone on the 4 train knew my name, my balsy jacket caused quite a stir. The Vogue article touted that one must be supremely confident to emblemize their name across their back, or they think they are "somebody" to pull it off. I think I land somewhere in the middle, and frankly it just looks bad-ass.