My father's vintage missoni sweater.
My father is not a flashy man. He wears lots of monochromatic outfits and subdued respectable tops. I've never ever seen him sport a sweater with more than two colours on it. So, when I found this in his closet, I couldn't help but start with the good-natured jabs.
"What was it like starring on the Cosby show"
"And what exact blind flamboyant zebra did you steal this from?"
"I'm sure it was a lovely carpet but I'm not certain it really works as a sweater"
And then: "uh, can I borrow it pretty please?"