Not a red heart. Orange. Because loving Massachusetts is a complicated emotional situation and we are not going to pretend otherwise.
Orange is the heart of someone who orders an iced coffee in a February blizzard, screams at a rotary, and then gets choked up when the leaves turn. It is 65 degrees and raining in May, then 90 by Thursday. It is paying beachfront prices to park in a lot three towns away. It is arguing about the best roast beef sandwich with a stranger like it is a federal court case. It is saying "wicked" unironically at age 41. Do you love it here? You live here, don't you. That is the whole answer, and orange is the color of that answer.
Built from soft, substantial fabric with a smooth print that will not crack, peel, or flake after a few trips through the wash. Roomy enough to layer when the weather does whatever it wants, which is always.
