I’m not entirely certain why I became so obsessed with finding the perfect foul weather poncho, but now that I believe myself to have done so, it is taking all my will (helped along by the fact that I’m doing battle with a cold and feeling weak as a kitten) not to hie myself to Bird immediately and snatch it up. I mean, does this hooded cape by Fjallraven have some clean, elegant lines for a piece of foul weather gear or what? Not even to mention that it looks crazy cozy.  And the whole where does one carry one’s handbag? issue that inevitably emerges with capes and ponchos is mitigated by the giant pockets, which look like they’d accomodate a wallet, phone, and lippie with ease.

Also: this one. Which at $899 is not really even up for contention, but which is a little slice of heaven nevertheless.