I love cardigans. Maybe it's cause my grandpa always wore this really furry yellow cardigan. Or maybe it's because I like to layer the fuck out of my alphets. The genesis of your love for particular garments is fucking irrelevant, my guys. Nobody cares. Just like nobody cares how I would wear a cardigan, but PLOT TWIST: I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR CARES EITHER. I would wear this with some destroyed denim (no rips though because I'm not a barbarian and only have my denim mended boro style) and a simple blue oxford. Oh yeah, and an ostentatious hat. Please fuck with me on this cardigan wave by buying this Woolrich John Rich & Bros. cardigan.
