A few months ago Nick and I ran wild through the Schott factory, snapping photos of sewing machines, trying on Technicolor parkas and duffel coats. Or rather, he did. I put on this Perfecto and never took it off. And then, a couple of weeks ago, it arrived on my doorstep. Summer is not typically leather weather, but thankfully my company’s grand opening bash last Saturday night called for a little edge…and an after-dark cover-up. A million thanks to Schott for making me the baddest, raddest, toughest chick in Newport, at least sartorially speaking.
Photo snapped at my office on the harbor by JLP.
Love.
