Begg-Scotland Pure Luxury Cashmere Large Scarf – Sophisticated Practicality

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Never have I worn a more comforting scarf. In the cool of an early November evening, just after dusk, when the breeze blows inward, flirtatiously, willing, and yet tentatively, the secure warmth of a classic plaid scarf is like a hearth-bound fire, all girded in goodness, all gentle and sure.

The plaid pattern, of course, brings a sophisticated though pleasantly masculine presence to whatever you might wear. It has an afternoon tea-like class to it, but a brisk morning practicality. Whether tossed on as an accessory on your way to see “Don Giovanni,” or part of a snow-shoveling ensemble, you’ll find these scarves meeting the intended need without compromise.

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