Red hearts are for people who vacation somewhere once and write a review about it. The brown heart is for the folks who actually live here, who have scraped lovebugs off a windshield in May, who have watched a weather report escalate from "scattered showers" to "board up the sliding door" in about nine minutes, and who still refuse to leave. It is love, technically. It is just love with a smell to it, like low tide in August.
This is the shirt for anyone who has swerved around a gator in a drive thru lane, paid six bucks for gas station fried chicken that honestly slapped, and explained to relatives up north that no, the humidity is not "a dry heat," it is a soup you walk through. Florida is a questionable decision you keep making on purpose. Wear it proudly.
Made from soft, broken in fabric that breathes when it is swampy and layers when the cold snap hits for its annual 36 hours. Sturdy stitching, print that survives the wash, zero regrets.
