Light blue heart, because a red one would be way too much commitment and frankly it clashes with nine months of gray sky. This is affection, Pacific Northwest style: understated, slightly damp, delivered with zero eye contact while you wait for your overpriced espresso drink that you absolutely refuse to call anything other than "coffee."
You live somewhere people own four jackets and zero umbrellas, where the mountain is either "out" or a rumor, where you'll stand in a drizzle line for fried fish and insist it's not raining, it's just "misting." You've got moss on the north side of your car and a strong opinion about which ferry route is superior. That's love. It's just light blue about it.
Built soft enough for a damp commute, a coffee shop corner, or doing absolutely nothing indoors while the gutters work overtime. Durable stitching, a print that survives the wash cycle, and a fit that plays nice under a flannel or solo on one of our six annual sunny days.
