Thursday, August 23, 2007

Cute or Not?

I'm trying to decide if this sweater from J. Crew is cute or not. I love the shape, but I'm not so sure about the print. I know the price ($115) is really outside my usual range for sweaters.

What do you think?


PJ said...

Mmm, I'm not sure. It might be nice with the right dress/trousers underneath.

Vanessa said...

I've just come across your blog by accident.I think the sweater is absolutely gorgeous. I think it could look great with some plain black trousers, and nothing more, so that nothing else detracts from the design. I love it!!!!

Bruce from Bookshop Blog said...

I don't think so, looks a little cheesy to me..

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