Winter has come early to Northern New England. We never really had a fall, so basically, we went from summer heat to really really cold and...snow already already. Before Thanksgiving. My instinct is to cocoon myself in comfy loose warm clothes. Like this Eileen Fisher sweater I picked up at the Pink Alligator (I think) worn over a Cut Loose skirt from the aforementioned store named "Folk" that closed its doors recently.
Eileen Fisher signifies old lady not wanting to show body, apparently, according to a character in Nicole Holofcener's recent "The Land of Steady Habits" (2018). What a downer of a film, and heck, if Eileen Fisher gets you out the door and off to work, which she does judging by her successful clothing line, then all the power to her. Loose clothing has always been my style, ever since I can remember. It has nothing to do with age, it has everything to do with comfort. I like that fabric has lines, drapes, gathers, like the sweater that is longer in the back than in the front, and channels the flapper of the 1920s. Let us celebrate the centennial of the flapper!
Birkenstocks are everywhere, too, so it seems that I am not the only one craving comfort clothing.
Finally, as we enter multiple trips to the supermarket season so that we can feed our family and friends, this sign gave me a bit of solace...
...especially when people were actually taking bags out of their cars and heading into the supermarket. And, yes, that is snow, in mid-November, in West Lebanon, NH.
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