Green heart energy, because South Dakota is the state everybody quietly envies and nobody admits to Googling. Rolling prairie that goes full emerald for about nine glorious minutes in June, pine covered hills that smell like a candle you cannot afford, and a sky so big it makes your problems look like a rounding error. Meanwhile the rest of the country is stuck in traffic paying eleven bucks for a coffee. Who is jealous now.
This is for the people who know that a gas station can absolutely be a fine dining establishment, that meat on a stick is a legitimate food group, that wind is just weather with an attitude, and that a January that bottoms out at negative thirty builds the kind of character you cannot buy. Green with pride, green with envy, green like the fields in the short window before the blizzards come back.
Cut from soft, breathable fabric with a smooth print that will not crack, peel, or bail on you after two washes. Roomy enough to layer, comfy enough to live in, built to survive your laundry habits.
