"I Orange Heart Wisconsin" Hoodie

Other states get red hearts. We get an orange one, because around here the heart is just a block of sharp cheddar with a pulse. That little orange guy is doing heavy lifting: it says fish fry Friday, it says frozen custard in February, it says yes you may absolutely have another brandy drink at the supper club before the salad bar closes. It is love, but the kind that comes with a side of curds that squeak. This is for anyone who says "ope" while squeezing past a stranger, calls the water fountain a bubbler, and treats forty degrees in March as shorts weather. Tailgating in a parking lot during a blizzard? Obviously. The orange heart understands. The orange heart has also had three beers before noon. Built from soft, substantial fabric that holds its shape through laundry day after laundry day, with a print that stays sharp instead of cracking by week two. Roomy enough for layering when the lake wind shows up uninvited, comfy enough to live in all season.