The Sweater Diaries

I stole a bunch of my father's old sweaters.

The steal was quite easy, as I don't think he's touched these sweaters since the nineties. I shook the dust off, and took them back to my city closet.

I worked with them. I belted a soft, black velvety one and wore it to work on casual Friday. I cut a large dark green one into a crop knit. Despite alterations, the only find that never needed an adjustment was an oversized cream-coloured crew neck sweater. Wearing it feels like being cocooned in a blanket, except while being fully dressed and not sitting on the couch watching Netflix.

My best friend Stef told me that I need to embrace a more undone look. Since 90s grunge is making a fashion comeback, I understood her sentiment. The shoot brings with it two-day old blow-out hair, where my corkscrews are fighting to get back to their natural state. They never like being pulled straight anyways.

Photos by Stefania Sgambelluri also known as the queen of Dr. Martens and leather backpacks; jeans are Madewell's Skinny Skinny.

And then there's the sweater.