Introducing, my favourite sweater of all time. Ever. I refuse myself permission to wear it day in day out, for fear of adding to the proliferating bobbles, but oh how I wish I could. Fine enough to drape beautifully, but heavy enough to warm my permanently cold body and HARK! Paisley!
I openly shun all those who declare paisley passé.
Trousers: ebay? unbranded.
Faux fur stole: ebay
Please excuse the fortuitous death stare in the second photo.