Monday, December 03, 2007

Love Me, Love My Moncler

With winter officially here (Hello, snow!), it seems anyone who’s in the know is taking Jack Frost’s cue and breaking out his or her Moncler making the city streets look more like Aspen village than Greenwich Village. Montcler, the quintessential apr├Ęs-chic outerwear for any jet set skier worth his weight in Audemar Piguets, is making a comeback. Or did it ever leave? Everyone, I mean everyone, has whipped out the tight and taught goose down jackets from nightclub doormen who need not freeze while snubbing undesirables to chic girls about town looking to stay warm while getting their party on. My girlfriend Hope exclaimed coming home the other night, “Everyone and their mother is wearing a Moncler,” as she unzipped her cropped bomber version and threw it next to my shiny PVC style. Yeah, we got ‘em too. And although there are no slopes in our near future (we’re more beach bums than ski bunnies), at least we still look the part, right?

Final Word: You need not own a chalet in St. Moritz to get the privileged Swiss Miss look. These covetable coats are available at Barneys New York or Intermix.