In an attempt to curb my spending this season, I'm forcing myself to list what it is I actually need/want.
First, a confession: I don't actually know how to dress for autumn anymore. To think about sweaters, layering, autumn jackets (and ultimately winter coats) is such a foreign concept, which is why I had a little freak-out this evening as I walked through Georgetown and noticed that my linen shorts and thin cardigan were no longer sufficient for the cooler temperatures. This is what living in perpetual summer for the past few years has done to me.
But I should start thinking about what I need for the new season.
For starters, I need a sweater and I've set my eyes on a fisherman sweater. I remember years ago, when I still lived in Portland, I found one at a vintage store. It was a little boy's sweater, ivory, shrunken, with four dark brown, leather-covered buttons. I wore it all the time until it frayed and was ruined.
Even Ethan has a fisherman sweater, which would be super slouchy on me. We, however, left it at the Fraser mountain house.
In any case, I am leaning towards a more shrunken fit.