Processed with VSCOcam with f2 presetToday has been cold, but mostly wet. Raining cats and dogs wet, severe weather warnings and one very soggy pair of white Converse sneakers later, I am home and warm and dry and happy to be kicking back with a glass of rose. And I came across this beauty on Pinterest and it just made my heart happy - looks to be homemade and well-worn and nothing but sweet and cosy. Made me think how lucky I was to grow up in a pretty quiet and very down-to-earth part of the world where, at the age of 16, my friends and I would go to house parties wearing knits just like these. Kell's grandmother knitted them and they were the least glamorous things you can imagine, in various shades of brown (I'm serious), and we'd rug up in boots and musty knits and that's about it. I don't think we ever thought to wear make-up, or brush our hair. We were all about comfort and I am so glad of it. So many years ahead to deal with all the other stuff and feel less than, we were happy just to spend our days talking about buying cheap cider and making mixtapes. I love that.