An unfortunate coincidence: the only thick sweater I brought back to the Midwest; the only one my dad found warm enough for 9° below zero. We went to dinner like this. I was planning to say we were part of a Wooden Ski Revivalist Society if anyone raised an eyebrow. No one batted an eyelash - probably worse.
Wooden Ski Revivalist Society Sweaters by Rugby (2007 collection).
Polaroid by Porter Hovey