As I was folding laundry earlier, I came to a shocking realization: I have way too many hoodies. (I also realized that I am not sure how you actually spell hoodies, or its singular form, so I’m going to go with the “ie” version since my name is spelled “ie” and not “y”) It is not natural to have this many hoodies, nor is it healthy to have such an attachment to them. One of them is incredibly faded and the zipper has been broken for years… but it is my favorite. My MOST favorite hoodie had to be retired late last year because the sleeves were literally coming apart at the seams. I have all sorts of hoodies…
Regular cotton hoodies (for the casual look)
Pullover hoodies (that way you can wear it as a shirt instead of as a jacket)
Cable knit hoodies (they just scream “I am either a kindergarten teacher or I am actually 40 years old”)
Sweatshirt hoodies (for school spirit)
And the best part of all is this:
I never actually wear the hood. No one does.