
Congratulations to Angela from San Francisco…the winner of Seed & Sew’s first contest! We’re so excited to award her a $200 gift certificate to Novica.com for her heartwarming story about this real-life grandfather sweater. Hip hip hooray!!!
Check out our True Stories page for some of the other runners up and the cool eco fashion items they shared with us.
Angela’s Story
I’ve always been a fan of big, cozy sweaters, but this is the real deal–an actual, sentimental grandfather sweater. I spent the year before I moved to San Francisco back home in Maryland with my mom, and while there, I reconnected with old friends, and became very close again to one of my high school girlfriends in particular, who I had grown apart from while in college. She and I spent tons of time together; she made that year living at home, which probably would have been boring and painful, actually really great. She always wore this big, cushy sweater that her grandfather had given her, and I loved it. Warm, oversized, and comforting, it’s the type of sweater that you can wear everyday, as an overthrow or a coat or just a thing you throw on when you get home. Anyway, Sarah gave me this sweater when I moved. It was such a staple of her own wardrobe, and an item of nostalgia in that it came from her very own grandfather before he died. The fact that she gave it to me meant so much, as a parting gift, but also as a token of our friendship and how important it was to me that year, corny as that may sound. So, when I moved to San Francisco in August of ‘04, I packed a suitcase of clothes but most everything else was sent ground shipping from Maryland, about a 10-day process. Moving in August from the hot, stifling heat of the east coast to California, I expected, well, summer. Little did I know at the time, August in San Francisco is downright arctic. I, of course, packed nothing but summer clothes to hold me over till the rest of my crap arrived, except for the gift that my friend had just given me the night before I left—her grandfather’s oversized sweater. That sweater was my coat, and essentially my only sensible clothing item throughout the days that marked my inauguration into the city which has now been my home for five years. Today, an old, oversized sweater that her grandfather could have easily thrown into a goodwill bag remains one of the most meaningful gifts I’ve ever gotten.