Alastair tests outdoor clothing to the molten limit in the environment where it's really designed to be used...
The Lee Side
This month Alastair gives over-equipped tourists the fashion test
treatment.
I'd been hired to shoot Jack Straw, JFK-stylee, through the back of
the head... well, that is to say I'd been hired to shoot him
corporate photography-style for the local entrepreneurs' awards
ceremony. Yes, our esteemed Home Secretary was giving the framed
certificates away while the only man in the room wearing trainers -
your truly - was taking the photos. I felt a bit like the vicar in a
porn shop - or should that be the porn star in a church? Ah, the
irony of it all.
Speaking of irony, did you know that 80% of visitors to the Lake
District don't stray further than 400m from a car park, and two
thirds of day-trippers to the Peak District hang out in Castleton?
Yet most of these tourists wear top notch clothing designed to
withstand gale-force arctic winds, high altitude snowstorms and
control body temperature under considerably more exertion than a
half-mile walk to the factory shop.
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'most of
these tourists
wear top notch clothing
designed to withstand
gale-force arctic
winds'
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Surely, I thought to myself, it's time the outdoor gear testers
had a rethink and started reviewing kit aimed at the urban
environment? Determined to spearhead this revolution, I took three
jackets - Blue, Red, Yellow - with slightly different zip pulls,
variable quality of Velcro and position of pockets - all available
with optional walk faster stripes - and asked my team of experts to
give them an urban rating.
First analysis
The first and perhaps most challenging assessment for any outdoor
jacket, the stringent 'Walking to the Pub in the Rain Test', gave
some insighful results
The Blue Jacket suffered an unfortunate
shift in luminosity. The wet - and therefore darker - shade of blue
resulted in a clash with denims: not a good look for Friday night,
especially when it comes to appeasing the doormen at BJ's ("Sorry
mate, your name's not Paul Smith, you're not coming in). Familiar
words to all who've braved their wrath in polypros in the past
The Yellow Jacket - which, let's face it, looked piss-poor to
begin with - only got worse in the rain. On the plus side, the
jacket's contemporary Thigh Guttering System (TGS) ensured soaking
wet legs on arrival at the bar. This provided ample excuses for the
girls, or guys, or both, to squeeze your legs. Yellow also has a
huge, Hide me Hood , to stop anybody spotting your poor style
before reaching the cloakroom. This proves beyond doubt the designers
weren't completely stoned at the time.
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'the Thigh
Guttering System (TGS)
ensured soaking
wet legs on arrival
at the bar'
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And finally, the market leading Red Jacket, featuring a Breathable
Sheath (BS), came up trumps with the experts (which is a little odd
as Red only chucked us £3000, rather than the industry standard
£5000 plus tickets to the Chatham Islands). Yes kids, Red's the
winner as wet or dry it matches your Levis, actually has waist
pockets to put your lazy hands in - ideal when slouching against
nightclub walls - and comes with those all-important sneaky zips on
the inside lining, providing ideal storage for items you don't wish
the police to find.
To round off this crusading cape of shopping malls and dark nights
out, Red is made of the revolutionary water resistant material,
Tore-Rex (T-Rex) - guaranteeing all pints spilt stay on the outside and don't
endanger the de rigeur paisley shirt. And should you find yourself in
a scuffle with the girl who just nicked your partner's handbag, the
thief's oversized fingernails will be on the floor long before any of
the jacket's stitching.
Second Coming
The second - and perhaps even more challenging - test was to
tumble-dry the jackets for two hours on the 'too hot for outdoor
gear' setting. Ah, we shouldn't have done that! Our three jackets
moulded into a lump of multi-coloured plastic with random zips
drooping from the molten sculpture. In retrospect I should have
learnt from that time in Vancouver when a laundrette turned my Helly
Hansen base-layer into a cassette with sleeves. Although this was not
totally regrettable, as the Tate are interested in our proposed
'Clothing by Picasso' exhibition.
So kids, if you find your current outdoor jacket, like the Yellow
and Blue models, fail the urban tests and causes your street cred to
plummet faster than a tank-top at the Oscars, you could always make a
radical escape from the fashion police by, say, climbing a
mountain?
© Alastair Lee is a climber,
photographer and performer he's currently working on his next show
Made in China. Check out www.posingproductions.com.
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