Summer seems to have already started winding down in Boston, and while I'm looking forward to the renewed appearance of tights in my wardrobe (I LOVE TIGHTS), I have been feeling a touch sad....
There's no rest for the wicked, nor indeed for this Cashmerette. No sooner were the maxi skirts buried in a deep dark closet to hibernate for summer, than more planes were hopped on, and...
Last year, the Cashmerettes became divided by an entire state, with only the I-90 to connect them, but this weekend marked a triumphal reunion! And my newest make - a stripy Renfrew - made...