Wednesday, 10 January 2018

wear your lawn on your shoulders

My lawn's days are numbered. A pile of pots in waiting on the terrace out back will shortly form its replacement, in hardy, low-gorwing shrubs. For who has time for a lawn any more?

Jacob Olmedo, that's who. 





It would be a mistake to view these garments as only friendly to the model physique. Remember to put your jeans on and you have a perfect punk/gardener jacket, though it's probably best not to lean back on Mum's sofa while wearing it.

The hydroponic textile appears to be an attractive egg-shell coloured version of that gardener's fiend, capillary matting. I have some of that, filligreed with tomato roots I lazily allowed to grow through it through lax potting-on.

A double layer of black bags under that, electricians tape over the seams to stop it leaking round the staple points, and you'd have the DIY version of that jacket. I might opt for tighter sleeves though; it would be good if you could garden in it.

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