The recent cold front in New York City brought out the heavy-duty winter essentials: a long down jacket, a cashmere scarf that could double as a blanket, and a Dale of Norway sweater.
Our mother has been wearing these jaunty sweaters for as long as we can remember, so like Belgian shoes and Hermès cuffs, it was only natural that we would eventually don them as well. I used to admire them in Gorsuch catalogs, a.k.a THE supplier of the most glamorous yet obscenely overpriced winter wear in the nation (compared to $1200 fox fur pom pom snow boots, the Dale sweaters are the collection bargain). Under a fitted ski jacket, or with skinny jeans for après ski, these traditional Norwegian sweaters always looked irresistibly chic.
Details like a close fit and zip neck make Dale sweaters sporty as opposed to frumpy, notwithstanding the fact that Dale has been designing the Norwegian Olympic uniforms for decades.The wool is miraculously super-warm yet breathable, and it doesn’t require nearly as many washings as my cashmere pullovers. All in all the Norwegian-made garment exudes craftsmanship and durability, a heritage piece that should last a lifetime.
I like to play up the ski aesthetic when I wear mine, usually pairing it with black skinny jeans, ankle boots and aviator sunglasses, or sometimes a skirt, thick tights and riding boots. It’s an unexpected look to the see in the city, and usually prompts a smile and a comment as to how “wintry” I seem. So while retailers start pushing spring fashion on us immediately after the holidays, I’ll be comfortably snuggled in my Norwegian sweater and my cashmere lounge pants until the end of March. Chamonix Mont-Blanc or not, it’s best to enjoy the present season while we can.