Oh these sweet sweaters. My mother had ton's of these, and I remember them being the first items that I wanted to wear when I was young. I mean look at this-how could you not? These were surely my gateway to loving vintage clothing. I think that a lot of these may have been passed down to my mom from my grandmother, and others she collected over the years. I still love them. My daughters love them. My girls are at the phase that they love to click clack around in my high heels, and noodle around in my closet. That is pure heaven to me. My mothers closet just felt good, and I am so happy to share that feeling with them. They bring the sunshine and healing. Don't worry mom, I am loving them for you too, with all my heart. XOXO