dreaming about sweaters

I admit, I dream about clothes. Last night it was me reporting to my "fashion captain" that indeed there was no better sweater than the one I was wearing. Yes, I dreamed up a sweater and now cannot find it anywhere on the internet. It was kind of like this one. Waah. And as I awoke, I was panicked to not think of where, where is the similar sweater that my late mother used to wear. It was 60's mohair! It was beautiful. I used to borrow it in high school. Oh, well. It was a really good dream, anyway. The school where I teach had transformed into a mall full of clothing boutiques. The stairs had even become escalators. In the process of looking for my dream sweater on line I found this shop that is really yummy: clever nettle.

silver on the edge of the world party

Okay, I like to name outfits, and that is the name I am giving Holly's elegant ensemble. What is the clothes story, though? Holly said, "It is a Stella McCartney jumpsuit from spring 2008. I found it at one of my vintage consignment stores - had to have it altered - it was a little big. I wore stacked snakeskin platforms and an over sized agate cocktail ring- very fab."

I agree.

Precious

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