This is the autumnal equivalent of the white T-shirt under a slip dress
If you go by the fashion industry calendar, autumn starts at the beginning of September; if you set your watch by nature, it’s all about when the leaves turn. But truly, the point when autumn gets real is when you have to get up and ready for the day while it’s pitch dark outside and getting dressed seems a much less inviting option than getting back under the duvet.
At this point, all the plans you had back in those halcyon days of early September for a directional new season look based on crisp shirting and trousers cropped above the ankle bone go out of the window, because the only thing you want to wear is a jumper. This primal appeal is the reason I buy too much knitwear, finding myself drawn like a sucker to those neat, pretty coloured stacks that are everywhere at this time of year, stockpiling polo necks the way other people do Heinz soup. When the apocalypse comes, I’m your girl if you’ve got a spare penknife or torch to trade for Gap cashmere.
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