Buffy Tweed DK
When I was in my early 20s I met a girl named Buffy (no joke). I fully expected her to be blonde, slightly stuck up, and no fun at all. And yes, she came from a wealthy family where I lived. Instead, she had short dark hair, swore like a sailor, smoked (back when people smoked....) and was insanely fun to be around.
So meet Buffy. She's pink and sweet-looking, but as her namesake taught me, don't judge a book by it's cover, or in her case, name.
85% Superwash Merino, 15% Donegal Neps; 231 yards/100 grams