I’ve never had a ski suit that I love. As a kid, I wore a lot of puffy, pastel-coloured one-pieces that were cinched at the waist. As a teenager, I moved to black salopettes with a baggy ski jacket, a beanie and a cigarette. By adult life, I’d given up the slopes for sun and gluvine. But if I were to hit the piste again, my dream is to look something like this. In reality, I’d opt for a jacket that throws back to my early ski days, like this retro inspired one with a pair of black ski leggings. A few runs would be enough before I’d hear the call of après ski echoing from mountain to mountain.