It’s getting colder. We’re going to have to put another blanket on the bed and I’ve moved into cardigan territory. It’s only a matter of time until tights are a permanent fixture round here. I love it.
I feel like I’m from war torn England in today’s outfit. Maybe it’s because this cardigan reminds me of something my Grandma would wear. I imagine I’m a young woman in the 1940’s working part time in a local charity or some such place doing their bookkeeping. The wings pinned to my cardigan are from my older brother’s first tour of duty. I’m on my way home to a meal of cabbage and beans where I’ll sit around the fireplace with my family transforming a pair of curtains into a sensible twill dress.
Cardigan: Big W
Wings: Valley Markets
Belt: Was Mum’s
Skirt: Valley Girl