I tried on this truly delicious jumper at Céline today. It must be 39-ply or something because it is heavy and dense, but more beautiful than any jumper I have ever seen. It also made me look like a big lump of wool, and with my hands somewhere deep under those cuffs, it could not work for my life even if I had that sort of money. Although briefly I thought I could just move to Scotland and live in a drafty old castle in my long skirt and thick jumper, just like Stella Tennant in virtually every issue of US Vogue.
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