I 💚 Maine, and yes, the heart is green, because this state is basically one enormous pine tree with a coastline attached. Everything here is evergreen: the woods, the roadside Christmas trees in August, the mold on your camp cushions. Green is the official color of being surrounded by more trees than people, which is a flex when you think about it.
It also works as straight-up envy, because everybody from away is jealous. They get traffic and strip malls. You get moose standing in the road like they own the deed, lobster rolls that ruin every other sandwich forever, black fly season as a personality test, and winters that make you weirdly proud of your driveway. Four seasons here means winter, still winter, mud, and one perfect week in July.
Built from soft, substantial fabric with a shape that holds up after the washer, the woodstove, and whatever you spilled on it. Breathable enough for a humid dock day, cozy enough when the wind turns. The print stays sharp season after season.
