I love hunting vests. There, I said it. I don’t care if everybody is all into looking like a mashup of Native Americans and homeless Japanese men. These vests are downright practical. Do you realize how many cough drops I can keep in the pockets of this Left Field Half Moon Duck Hunting Vest? So many I won’t ever run out and when I die and my ingrate kids dump all my dope ass gear at the local Salvation Army, some fucking nerd will be like, “WHOA, vintage Left Field for $5.99? OH SHIT, IS IT RED TAG DAY? HALF OFF AT THE SALVATION ARMY, MOTHERFUCKERS.” The first time he wears it, he’ll reach in the pockets and find, like, five hundo of my favorite cough drops.