I got this hoody years ago at Brooklyn Industries. I purchased a coat I didn't quite like and when I returned it, I had store credit and with it I purchased this hoody and a black jacket. The jacket was fine but this hoody is perfect.
My arms look great in it, it has the perfect level of drape, the perfect length. There are zero things wrong with it.
Whenever I'm on Skype to seduce a woman, I always put on this hoody. I've lost count of how many acts of mutual masturbation I've experienced in this hoody. Because... of this hoody.
Yet at some point, this hoody will become useless to me. I'll grow out of it. It'll rip, it'll tear. Wear away into nothingness. It will become smelly and unusable. That's tragic to me. That feeling of impermanence. Nothing is forever. It's humbling. Beautiful even.
Discuss.
My arms look great in it, it has the perfect level of drape, the perfect length. There are zero things wrong with it.
Whenever I'm on Skype to seduce a woman, I always put on this hoody. I've lost count of how many acts of mutual masturbation I've experienced in this hoody. Because... of this hoody.
Yet at some point, this hoody will become useless to me. I'll grow out of it. It'll rip, it'll tear. Wear away into nothingness. It will become smelly and unusable. That's tragic to me. That feeling of impermanence. Nothing is forever. It's humbling. Beautiful even.
Discuss.