I once made what I consider to be the ultimate “Goin’ Out” t-shirt. It was the perfect summertime swag for those nights when my lady wants me to look respectable-like but I need to feel Finnegan-like. I loved it, you loved it, we all worshipped the same god of cotton and dye-subliminated fabric. I thought I’d never need another Goin’ Out fit. Then Fall gave way to Winter and I went exploring.
You may find this hard to believe but I topped even that black-on-black t-shift goodness. Recently, while developing bacon-flavored bourbon at an undisclosed location, I discovered the square root of dope and applied it to winterwear. The result is the Jerry Rigg Varsity jacket, a hoodie that screams “I like to party naked but I also respect my elders.”
Up front, it’s all sporty stripe performance. Out back, the Jerry Rigg diploma lets fools know that 200 mph tape is all you need to save the world, one crappy car at a time. It’s warm and it’s classy, just the way my lady likes me.