You call this Howlin’ by Morrison sweater’s color wine. RED WINE OVER FED TIME. That’s classy as fuck, isn’t it? Shit just keeps getting classier with the colored flecking, scallop detail on the placket and the high neck. Holiday parties will not be able to handle just how fucking classy you’ll look. You’ll be hanging out, talking about how Malbecs are the new Cabernet Sauvignon and shit. Debating whether or not organic agriculture is a viable solution for the entire world. Discussing how Detroit is a really fascinating city. You know, the stuff classy people do at parties. Me? I just eat all the meatballs and drink all the booze and then write my name in the snow with my pee.