Layering weather is bittersweet.
Example: Let’s say you live on the steepest hill in Seattle. Let’s say… you don’t have a car. There’s a coffee shop at the bottom of the hill, and you want to go to there, get a coffee, and bring it back to your desk. The predicament: you have to walk down the hill which inevitably means that you’ll have to walk back up because Newton says what goes down the hill must cry while walking back up to her apartment with a hot coffee. Boo. (Yeah, I’m not an “exercise person,” ok?)
In this seasonal transitional period, this can mean a perfectly cozy, layer-y trip down the hill results in a sweaty, matted mess of a human, dragging ass and stripping aforementioned layers on the way back up. Bonus points for curly-haired girls: you now look like you’ve been electrocuted and extinguished directly in the face with a fine misting of gross. Also, your liquid eyeliner? It hates you.
So that long-sleeve t-shirt under t-shirt under hoodie under peacoat look may want to wait until the weather becomes a bit more deserving, i.e. cold enough to merit wearing. (Is wearth a word? No? It should be.)
In-between-season jackets are good because they’ll transition you in and out of the cold seasons without forcing you to Joey vs. Chandler yourself every day.
This bomber jacket is lined with fleece, so you only need one layer. I love fuzzy things, and this puppy is definitely fuzzy inside. (Sidenote: Are real puppies fuzzy inside?) It also has a zipper and snaps, so people can’t steal your… zipper? I don’t know, it looks neat though.
It also looks pretty sweet when it’s unzipped and left open (which is good for the up-the-hill part).
Check it out!: Fleece Bomber Jacket, $20 form Aeropostale