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As someone with a wardrobe built on neutral basics, I spend a ridiculous amount of time trying to find the “perfect” thing; the perfect leather jacket, the perfect t-shirt, the perfect sweater, the perfect pair of jeans. Of course, this is a worthless endeavor because nothing is perfect, but I didn’t choose this life. It chose me. And since it chose me, I might as well write about it.
So here it goes, the first post in a short series where I talk at length about my favorite things and how I found them. The self-indulgence runneth over.
If you want to bypass all of this, you can see the full list here. Whatever glazes your doughnut, man.
My dear friend D gave me some advice before I moved. “Don’t buy anything. You won’t know what you need until you get there and you might end up wasting money.” Sound advice. Of course I didn’t listen.
Because my bar for normal weather starts at 70 degrees, I immediately went to my dealer and got the warmest thing I could find. I’m glad I did since the weather went from crisp and sunny to grey and drizzly overnight.
I don’t generally review clothes but if any of you were considering this sweater, I’d cosign the purchase. The wool is very, very soft and comfortable to wear. The sweater hangs off the body in a flattering way – not too boxy (*cough* Madewell *cough*) and not too tight – and it looks equally nice topping loose fit bottoms as it does close fit. It’s not apparent in the photo (and not as visible on the darker colors), but there’s a nice geometric detail in the knit.
As for function, this thing is seriously warm. I’ve never experienced my hands and arms being two completely different temperatures before. Shit just doesn’t seem natural. Depending on how things go in the next couple of weeks, I might buy the grey version. The other sweaters I have are built more for warmer weather and I’m still working on how to layer properly since it’s now required. Judge me not.
So do any of you have anything from the Chunky Knit collection? I was considering the sleeveless turtleneck at one point, but my present self is thanking my past self for not giving into temptation.
I’ve been in Portland for a week and I’m still trying to get my bearings in this brand new place.
One day, when the dust has settled, I’ll be able to write about everything but for now, hey hey, howdy howdy, hi hi.