And they call it Lorna loooove...

Oh Lorna. Lorna's Laces. Where have you been all my life? Your touchable, oh-so-soft hand. Your rich, vibrant colorways. Your snuggable, superwash worsted woolness. Was it destiny that you were on sale? Oh yes, yes I think it was. Soon my friend, soon you will become the cuddliest of Baby Bobbi Bears. The coolest of husbandly headwear. The cutest of Gansey Layette gear. We were, in short, meant to be.