I'm not tall, but I'm not exactly short either. At 5'4" I'm fairly average for an American woman. It's been a long time since I've felt petite, dainty, or even child like. On Sunday I felt like a little kid playing dress up when we found this wool sweater.
My mother brought this sweater back from a trip to Ireland more than a decade ago. I'm not sure what she was thinking when she bought it, but we don't grow 'em this big in our family. It was even too big on my nephew J. who is 6'2". I'm trying to talk mom into deconstructing it and turning it into a snuggie for my dad, because let's face it, that sucker is a blanket with sleeves.