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The Fur Lined Hood

Posted on April 6, 2012

Following up his article in Overcoat Issue One about getting deported from Canada, Tim Forster is now settled and discusses something very close to his heart: his fur lined hood.

A “lot” of “people” have asked me why since living in Canada I choose near-constantly to wear a jacket with a fur-lined hood. For my Australian friends, it seems tacky: yes, it may be cold, but surely that doesn’t preclude me from wearing an attractively form-fitting and slightly Matrix-esque winter coat like this chap. The fur-lined hood was initially popularised by Corey Worthington-Delaney-Partyboy-Worthington and is most likely to be found in a store like Supre*, so taking this into account, “tacky” is a reasonable judgment.

But, in the friendliest and most affectionate way possible, I’d like to tell my Australian friends to go and digitally penetrate themselves, because dammit: the fur-lined hood is extremely functional. Firstly, there’s ear-warmth bestowed upon one by the hood. Admittedly, this also results in an inability to easily spot oncoming traffic at busy intersections, but it’s still a decent trade-off. But of course, any hoodie-toting plebian can enjoy ear-warmth.

However, the true magic lies within the fur. You know what purpose that fur serves? It catches snow. It’s like nature (or synthetic fibre) is fighting back against the weather, saying “FUCK YOU PRECIPITATION, YOU’RE NOT PRECIPITATING ANYWHERE ON OR AROUND TIM’S FACE”. And when you’re walking through falling snow and staying dry, you feel attractive like our model pictured at the top of this post.

The fur-lined hood jacket has even got you covered in the case of tomorrow’s (slightly immature) weather forecast for “blowing snow”. Pull down the drawstrings (it feels like activating the toggles on an airplane life jacket) and dayum girl: as demonstrated by this hunk, save a tiny little peep-circle, your face holes are completely protected from invasion by horizontal ice.

Functionality aside, wearing the fur-lined hood can hardly be perceived as tacky in Canada just because they’re ubiquitous. The majority of these are Canada Goose jackets which at a price of $600+ had better come stuffed with the down of the world’s most endangered species of goose.

I wouldn’t go so far as to agree with Wikipedia’s description of Canada Goose coats as “highly fashionable garments”, mainly because it’s difficult to feel attractive when you’re practically sporting a doona with arms and legs. But props to Canada Goose for corporate responsibility: in the minds of plenty of biddies**, they “help Inuit people build igloos or something”. So despite the hefty pricetag, there’s some solid bang for your buck: you get warmth and you get to assuage your pent-up white guilt from hundreds of years of colonial domination. A win-win situation if I ever saw one.

Disclaimer: I should admit that I actually own the more inferior “Super Triple Canada” brand of fur-hooded jacket, which is sadly lacking in dead coyote.

*not to be confused with Supre, an equally offensive purveyor of tanning products; currently promoting its “Snooki collection” of products.
**look this up (but not on Urbandictionary) for a fun lesson in the subcultures of North American university life.

Tim Forster is studying a Bachelor of Arts at McGill University (on international exchange from The University of Melbourne).
Photograph provided by Amy Reid, who graduated with a Bachelor of Fine Arts from the University of Tasmania.

What Others Are Saying

  1. sebastopolian April 6, 2012 at 9:22 pm

    Oh damn. Who’s that cutey? I like the jacket too.

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