I ❤️ Colorado is for the people who moved here "temporarily" in 2015 and now own four pairs of hiking boots, a dog named after a mountain pass, and strong opinions about green chile. This state gets 300 days of sunshine and still finds a way to dump eight inches of snow on you in May, and somehow you're not even mad about it. That's love. Toxic, altitude-adjusted love.
You tell people you live here and they immediately make the same joke about dispensaries, and you laugh like it's the first time, because deep down you're just happy they brought up Colorado. Wear the heart. Own the bit. Tell the lowlanders to hydrate.
Soft, substantial fabric that holds its shape through everything from a brewery patio to a 6 a.m. trailhead, with stitching that won't tap out after a few washes. Breathable enough for a bluebird afternoon, cozy enough when the temperature drops forty degrees in an hour, which it absolutely will.
