The ugly, chunky sweater is a staple in my closet most
seasons. There’s something so comforting, so casual and effortless in its
enveloping… ugliness. What can I say? This winter, no longer satisfied with the
grandpa cardigan or fisherman’s cable knit sweater of yore, I’ve moved on to
the illustrious Fair Isle sweater. What was once best suited for Nordic ski
slopes and holiday parties has made its way to runways and city streets (and suburbs
naturally, ahem).
