Even if you decide not to retire to your veranda with a stack of newspapers and a century-old novel, you’ll feel better knowing you’d be in appropriate attire. I’m not talking about a smoking jacket and silk slippers here, merely an exquisitely comfortable vest. Knitted from cashmere off the upper steppes of Mongolia, married with a buttery soft goat suede, this was made to keep the chill out. One of my favorites this fall, for sure. Leather buttons added because, well, why the hell not? Imported.
