This is my dad's shawl-collar lamb's wool sweater from the late-50's/early 60's.  He probably bought it around the time my sister was born.  I stole it from him in the early 90's and have been wearing it ever since.  He would have turned 80 on the Ides of March, and ever since his birthday, I've been thinking about him a lot, so I decided to wear the sweater this week.  I paired it with wide-leg black linen trousers and a color-block black and white blouse with my Louis Vuitton pumps.  I'm sure Dad would have just been shaking his head at me wearing his "old" sweater, but it made me feel like he was there giving me a hug, and sometimes I still just need a hug from my dad.