Please, SoCal Weather, Just Let Me Wear Light Jackets
This month isn’t what I thought, assumed, or hoped it’d be. We wrapped a suspiciously warm October and I (extremely naively) believed November would be, well, November-like. But it’s not. Oh, it’s definitely not. I’m barely wearing light jackets. I’m a cardigan man at heart and that core coziness straight up hibernates like a big ol’ bear most of the year, since I choose to live in Southern California. I’m practically forcing it at this point and it’s getting noticeable.
This past weekend, I attended a friend’s baby shower, wearing a black short sleeve henley and a moderately grey cardigan. I was greeted with, “Hey, you know it’s, like, 90 degrees, right?” This was followed by hugging another buddy who said, “Pretty radical choice for an outdoor party today, but I respect it.” And then his wife hugged me and asked, “Dude, how the hell are you wearing a sweater?” I eventually draped it over my arm, cursing climate change for the infinityth time. I just love a good light jacket and my chances are getting decimated this uncomfortably warm holiday season.
My favorite thing we sell is the heather grey pullover. It just has a chill vibe attached to it. You look cool, confident, and chill in it. It’s also the perfect balance, since it’s almost like a light light jacket. It’s thicker than a tee yet thinner than any other outerwear I own. So it’s often the most I can wear, even though I want to be all insanely bundled up.
So I can’t even tell you how excited I am to wear our hoodies. We redid our pullover hoodies and our zip-up hoodies, and I’m basically going to live in ‘em until I see flowers in spring.
— Jake Kilroy
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