My name is Joannie. And I have a cardigan addiction.
Is that kind of sick?
And there are two more that aren’t there.
But they all have their purpose. Some are long-sleeved, others are 3/4 sleeved. One has big buttons, one has no buttons at all. One is argyle, one is from my old place of employment. One is dressy (that’s the cashmere one not pictured; it needs to go to the dry cleaner), one has cute flowers on the collar, one has ruffles.
They all have their time, their season, their level of dressiness.
Have I convinced you?
or do I need help?