The nocturnal urban forest is home to dark denim, dark wool and dark cotton. Browns, blacks greys and navys – fuck, the city at night is samey. So be the bro in this. A dot of alabaster. A pearly, super-heroic singularity. Like a lone Mini Milk in a freezer cabinet of Feasts. The white jacket is a fire choice brohiems. And it doesn’t get any more ‘white jacket’ than this.

It’s a 65/35 Cruiser Jacket from Nanamica. The brand knock the style out every season, but the pale grey pockets elevate this version to an absurd level of immaculateness. And those black as coal buttons – shit, it’s basically a snowman’s coat.

Statwise it shapes up well: 65% polyester, 35% cotton outer, zip detachable hood, cord lined collar, two way zip fastening with press stud stormflap and a couple of front press stud pockets with side entry.

Of course, the safe option is to grab one of these in navy. And yeah, they do them. And yeah, on a practical level, you’d probably get more wear from a navy one, it would work with more outfits and it’d be a wardrobe staple… Which is exactly why the white is the killer. It’s different. It’s stand-out. It’s glory. It’s Lord Jesus of Christ.

Fuck the traditional move, get on this. But remember, you’ll have to get your calamity radar switched on. No leaning on walls, no balling it up on pub seats and keep your etiquette high when you get your meal on. There’s no steez in rocking a white coat splashed with Ox Cheek Ragu.