The Cloakroom

Ooh la la, I love a man in Cloakroom clothing. Perfectly fitting bum-​hugging jeans, not too skinny, not too loose; jackets cinched in at the waste to perfectly show a man’s proportions; and, those brown suede desert boots, imported from Italy. For the Aussie man who considers himself more of a Euro-​man, this is your place.
Starting off in a tiny tucked away store on Queen Street, this deluxe men’s boutique recently expanded to a bigger store on Edward Street where it can display more of its samples. Whilst making its suits from scratch, doing two to three fittings with the client throughout the production process, jeans and shirts can be bought off the rack, and adjusted to obtain the perfect fit.
My boyfriend has had several garments made for him at the Cloakroom: two jackets (around $ 800 each), two long-​sleeved shirts and two pairs of jeans (around $ 270 each). One of the pairs of jeans has been worn 3 – 4 days a week for about three years and except for a hole in the crotch, which I’ve mended, they’re still in good shape. The only thing about them is that they’ve lost a lot of colour, a comment my boyfriend will be making when he returns to Cloakroom for his next pair.
Men if you’re tired of ill-​fitting off-​the-​rack clothing and have a bit of money to spend, go in and see the tailors at the Cloakroom. But, be warned, you won’t want to return to the likes of Myer and David Jones!