My mind often revisits the memory of my vintage brown suede skirt, adorned with the insignia of an elusive brand whose name has slipped my recollection. All I can remember was that it was once based in Montreal and no longer existed at the time of my purchase. The straight, long silhouette of the skirt effortlessly embraced my waist with a discreet side zipper, a button and a fabric-loop buttonhole, and came to my ankles. The fabric was on the heavier side, enough to cast a dignified drape, undeterred by a light breeze, and had a slit on the back for ease of movement.ย
Over the passing years, fashion cycles have reintroduced certain styles, akin to the resurgence of the long skirt, now enveloped in the broader allure of the coquette aesthetic. I survey a Pinterest feed of Gen Z models, clad in a trend I once admired and practiced. I have to remember, the long skirt proved to be somewhat impractical in my daily wear and I would often succumb to the need for a midday wardrobe change in pursuit of comfort. Despite my decision to donate the skirt to a new home where it could be cherished and worn, a sense of solace envelops me, lamenting the time it safely resided in my closet. In hindsight, I find myself regretting our premature parting.