One of the greater things about a turn in cold weather means being able to sift through my stacks of old vintage sweaters. From being rightfully oversized and worn in, it’s oddly perfect in every way possible. Made even better for those lazy Sundays, and I mean all day, in bed watching tv with a heavy downpour outside under covers doing what lazy people do all day, nothing. Oh and eating, of course. And the occasional mid day naps. All in a day’s work.