
I'm going to make a confession.I didn't buy this sweater. It wasn't even a gift. I didn't even find it myself.
I came home and my mom greets me with two sweaters in hand. "I found these in my closet! Want them?" My response was instinctual, "DUH." Now, I know our goal with this blog is to shop vintage and value -- but this was just too good to be true! (Actually, I've gotten a ton of awesome sweaters from my mom who was in her prime teen years during the late 80's and early 90's, thus, her closet is a gold mine of great finds.)
One of the sweaters she found ended up being too small (it was Old Navy and wasn't that cuteanyway) and then this beautiful ivory cable-knit sweater fit like a glove. It even smells a little bit like old books. Time to go curl up with some hot coco (and my adorable snowmen mugs) and watch Netflix until my eyes get blurry.
P.S. Lucy sends Gigi and Scout a big sloppy puppy kiss!



