I haven’t shopped much lately because my wardrobe is pretty set. But recently I ordered a long color-blocked cashmere sweater online. True to its picture, it had wonderful shades of cranberry, lilac and purple.
When I tried it on, it was so long that it could almost be a dress, i.e., it stopped at mid-thigh. I realized that for someone one-third my age, it would be a dress.
I thought about whether or not I could get away with wearing it over a pair of leggings, combined with high boots. So the other night, when we were going to a concert, I tried it on that way in front of a full-length mirror. I was skeptical, but Peter thought it looked great. I walked around the house wearing it for a few minutes. I tried sitting down. I crossed my legs to see how that felt.
In the end, I couldn’t do it. I added a pair of slim black trousers. It looked just fine.