Cashmere socks are like couture for feet.
To reward my poor feet for all the pounding they took schlepping around Town, I booked myself a foot massage. That was followed by an early night in cashmere clad toes. It was delightful.
January is mostly a ‘no shopping month’ for me, because I don’t do the sales. It’s not that I don’t like saving money, it’s just that after years of money draining, dissatisfying, ‘bargain’ fashion purchases, I realised that was the wrong way to shop. These days, I mostly research the forthcoming spring collections, make notes and patiently wait for their arrival in my favourite shops.
When it comes to Brora cashmere, I make an exception to this rule. The Brora sale is a grand opportunity to stock up on some basic luxuries, and refresh my cashmere sock collection.
Socks are not considered a major part of a fashionistas wardrobe, bare ankles being de rigueur. Personally I only follow that rule in the warmer months, say May to September. Blue ankles have never been a good look. Thus my cashmere sock obsession was born.
‘But is a waste of money’, my sister insists. ‘They get horribly bobbly and hole-y in no time at all’
Not the most practical of purchases, I do agree. I mend mine and wash with loving care in a net bag. ‘Who in gods name mends socks.‘, my sister snaps at me.
What do you say? Do you think cashmere socks are worth it?
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