With the advent of November, fall usually transforms itself. From bright leaves and crisp sunny mornings. Sweater weather. To bare branches and cold, damp days. Weather my step-father used to call raw. “Boys, it’s raw out there this morning, Snooze,” he used to say. Yes, he called me Snooze. And so did my brother Terry. Remembering that always makes me smile.
November usually marks the end of sweater weather. Not the end of wearing sweaters, of course. But the end of wearing them as outerwear. Once November hits, I have to layer a tweed jacket on top and throw a scarf around my neck. I can add my Moncler anorak when it rains. Or go whole hog and pull out a winter coat. After my coat closet review, I now know I have six from which to choose. So I’m not complaining. I have plenty of options. But still, sweater weather is such a very short season, and winter coat season is so very, very long, that I always mourn the passing into November. But only in a sartorial way, you understand.
So, what made me smile earlier this week was the arrival of a few days of very un-November-like weather. With highs of 16°C, and even a couple of days of 21. It was downright balmy. Hubby golfed like a crazy man. I ate my lunch on the deck, and walked in a tee shirt and light hoodie. And even then I was too hot. For both of the forays I made into town, when non-walking gear was required, I decided to give my light-weight Banjo and Matilda cardigan an outing.
I like this old red sweater. I love the length. And the colour, and the buttons. It has held its shape really well, given that it was purchased in 2012. But it’s very light, and is usually strictly an indoor sweater this time of year. But for a run to the post office early in the week, I wore it with a black short-sleeved Vince tee shirt, my Liverpool Glider skinny jeans, my ancient Holt Renfrew messenger bag, and my Paul Green loafers (similar here.) And bare ankles. In November.
I know this outfit is not cutting edge style. But it’s stylish enough. And polished enough to pass my “does this make me feel like me?” test. The chunky loafers and big bag make it a little less “prissy” than it might otherwise look. And it’s really comfortable. So off I went. And after my errand, I decided to stretch my outing by purchasing a take-out latté, which I drank sitting in the sunshine on the dam behind Watson’s Mill.
The wonderful warmth only lasted a few days. But even when the temperatures went down later in the week, the sun shone, and it was still sweater weather. Albeit with heavier layers. And socks.
I had one more outing planned. Just a trip to the drugstore. Nothing exciting. But still, outfit planning was required. So I changed up the tee shirt for my charcoal, cashmere turtleneck from Theory, bought unexpectedly at the Nordstrom Black Friday sale a couple of years ago. I didn’t intend to shop the Black Friday sales. I usually avoid them like the plague. But the day before the sale began, I had to go to Nordstrom to pick up a pair of pants that were being altered, and I stayed to have a coffee with Liz, and Nordstrom already had their sale merchandise out on the floor. And well… it’s hard to pass up a closet basic like a cashmere turtleneck when it’s 40% off.
Theory doesn’t seem to be offering my sweater anymore. But here’s one from Cuyana, which is just as nice, less expensive, and from a sustainable brand.
Anyway, on Thursday, I pulled my Theory sweater on with my Banjo and Matilda cardigan, my leather pants, and my black Stuart Weitzman ankle boots. This outfit feels more me. But then again, most outfits that include a turtleneck feel like me.
Then suitable attired, I was off. In Hubby’s red truck. He had my car, and I was left with his truck which, funnily enough, matched my outfit. Now that’s what I call a pulled together look. Ha.
Cardigans are big this year, it seems. Especially sweaters with a relaxed fit. And cropped ones, that can be worn alone, tucked into high-waisted jeans, or hanging loose. I had some fun today, searching for cardigans on-line. Sweaters that I’d wear, like the ones below. That I’d buy myself. And may buy. I’m very partial to that chunky, cropped ‘And Other Stories’ sweater.
I guess this past week was truly the last of the sweater weather. We’re back to normal November temperatures now. My step-father would say that it’s pretty raw out today. In fact I did say it when I attempted to hang laundry on the clothesline this afternoon, and changed my mind. “It’s raw out. Not good drying weather,” I said to Hubby. And you know, until I started writing this post, it didn’t dawn on me that describing the weather as “raw” might sound a little weird to you. Hubby and I discussed it this morning. I’ve never heard anyone else use the word in this context except me, Hubby, and people in my family. And I assumed he picked it up from me. So I looked it up, and it’s in the Oxford English dictionary, and means just what I thought it did: “bleak, cold, damp.” And has lots of historical use in literature. And is not so very uncommon after all, I guess.
So yeah. The raw days of November are with us again. I will have to haul on my light down jacket and my hiking boots for walking. And soon, probably very soon, when the snow comes, my new, recently purchased winter boots. My first pair of real (non-skiing) winter boots since I was sixteen.
But that’s another story that I’ll leave for another day. When we can have a fulsome chat about boots. Okay?
Now it’s your turn, my friends. How’s November been treating you? I know some are going to say it’s your new favourite month. But I won’t go there. Any sweaters in your closet that might get one more outing before sweater weather ends where you are?
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P.P.S. You might notice that under the brand and price on that little sweater graphic is a small heart. If you click that, you can ask to be notified when the item goes on sale. That’s kind of cool, I think.
Linking up with Catherine of Not Dressed as Lab at her #IWillWearWhatILike.