Your sweater unravels and ruins the weave
But you might be OK with a hole in your sleeve.
I lifted my arm off the desk the other day and got an eyeful of my bare elbow – I had a hole in my cardigan! I quickly rolled up my sleeves – nobody is allowed to see my naked ‘bow.
The solution, of course, is to hide that raggedy little peephole until you get home, grab the spare sweater with the yucky gold buttons and wait for the new one to show up at the door. This time, I decided to try something new. For four weeks I’ve been wearing my snagged cardigan to work every day.Continue Reading