I 👋 Wyoming. Not a hug. Not a heart. A wave. Because that's the whole relationship, isn't it? You drive through, you nod at the one guy on the two lane highway, you take a photo of some antelope, and you keep moving toward literally anywhere with a Trader Joe's. Population 580,000 and roughly 4 million cows, which means the cows have the votes and honestly they're doing fine.
This is for anyone who respects Wyoming from a healthy distance. The wind that will remove your car door. The 65 degree temperature swing before lunch. The fact that the entire state has one escalator and people talk about it. Wave hello, wave goodbye, same gesture, and it works in both directions at 80 miles an hour on I-80.
Soft, broken in feel from the first wear, with a fit that doesn't cling in weird places and stitching that survives the laundry pile. Print stays sharp wash after wash, so the joke lands long after you've left the state.
