Two days ago I sent a link of a sweater to a coworker (the red one below). It seemed yet another example of my eyeballs being immediately attracted to bright colors, followed by my brain calculating how many times I might actually wear it, concluding that I (most likely) don’t need it hanging in my closet.
Her response was that Fair Isle is growing on her. My response to this was a) I didn’t notice it was Fair Isle, followed by b) a Google reminder of what Fair Isle was.
I then was reminded that I only have a small clue about fashion – basically limited to what does or doesn’t appeal to my eyeballs, then filtered through what my brain deems ok for me to purchase. I was also reminded of my love for everything Swedish and Nordic, which led me to some other fake shopping finds.
And this blog I’d been forgetting to read.