Green Doors

I have a thing about disused buildings, and on our way to the (fascinating) Chinese supermarket at the weekend, Ben and I discovered this one. All peeling paint and weather-worn iron, this door looks beautiful just as it is – I hope no one ever repaints it. The layers of paint show off its primary-coloured history: from blue to red to green, and now all three – which is really very avant garde for an industrial door.

There is a tiny little window through which you can see a couple of old office chairs up against tables as if they had been sat on not so very long ago, their chair legs deep in dust which suggests that they haven't. It's very intriguing – I'd love to sneak in.

I know I've paraded my poor cape here before, but given how well the colour of the hood goes with the colour of the door, I couldn't help it. Winter is just about to properly set in here, so it's getting a little too cold for exposed arms, although toasty Toast gloves do help a little bit.

I often think I should hem the cape a little and make it shorter, but I'm always loath to alter such well made vintage pieces. Perhaps I'll do it for next autumn.

Our Chinese supermarket visit was more interesting than usual – free samples of Chinese dumplings with pork and Chinese leaf, more soy sauce and noodle varieties than I have ever seen, and some beautiful (cheap) china including a blue and white sake set, which, of course, I bought.

Cape: Vintage (D.H Evans, Oxford St., London)
Dress: American Apparel
Boots: Vintage
Gloves: Toast