Fair Isle Pink Saturday

Somewhere in the Middle Ages when I was in high school I had a discernable style of dress. I -- like almost everyone else I knew in New England -- dressed in a preppy style. I favored matching sweaters and yes, box pleat skirts, a pea jacket, loafers and the jewel in the crown of my wardrobe, the Fair Isle sweater. It was a pullover sweater, generally in a bright yarn and had a yoke of pattern knitted into it. I'm not sure what color or colors my sweaters were and the black and white pictures in my yearbook are no help.

It's been at least forty years since I last wore a Fair Isle sweater, and mine have all gone to moths, every one. It's been at least forty years since I've even thought of a Fair Isle sweater until a few weeks ago. I thought they were now part of history and the last thing I anticipated was this...

A Fair Isle Revival

 

The pattern is bolder and bigger and the pink seems a lot brighter, but my Fair Isle is back. Even though it felt like the middle of summer in Manhattan a few weeks ago, I bought this sweater. I didn't do the internal debate that often goes on in my head about waiting until it goes on sale or seeing if I could order it less expensively. I tried it on and just stepped up to the cash register and paid for it. I no longer have any particular style of dress, but the bright pink and the pattern brought back a flood of memories, the sweater fit and I'm always on the lookout for sweaters that include wool.

 

I did have a few minutes of hesitation in the dressing room. Is the pink too pink?

 

The brown is a great color, too, but in the end it was all about pink.

 

I love the pink hat, too, but I've got a great hat for the winter. The item that seems most useful is the "Peace" t-shirt. It caught my attention a few weeks ago and now, even more than when I first saw it the shirt is in my thoughts. I may need a return trip to the Gap.

 

 

The link in the first paragraph gives information about Fair Isle, one of the Shetland Isles. When I was in high school I never thought about the actual Fair Isle, let alone thought that I'd visit one of the Shetland Islands. I saw a lot of sheep during my visit to Shetland in the summer of 2014 and though I know this sweater is from Fair Isle in name only, it gives me a sense of the land where the pattern was born. 

 

I'm happy to join my Pink Saturday friends for Sunday night fun. Please stop by to meet some wonderful bloggers. 

 

I spent a quiet day enjoying a perfect autumn day in New York. I did errands and walked in Central Park. It was too beautiful a day to be indoors and I'm trying to savor every day of autumn that remains.  

 

As ever, thanks for visiting and take good, good care!