i quite like the feeling of being plaid-clad. it may be the comfort food of clothing. and a full-fledged prairie skirt never hurt nobody either -- so a stellar team, if there ever were, i say!
back to plaid, because, oh, we love you. especially when your plaid glory is wrapped up in a good, soft flannel package. there's something transformative about feeling as fit for fall as the changing leaves. any ensemble that leaves me looking equally fit to climb an apple tree or lay belly-down by a fire -- is an outfit fine by me.
psst! my skirt is very old, but here are some styling ideas: