Sweaters & Jackets

The chill in the autumn morning air brings sweaters to mind. I went through a brief adult phase where I considered it fashionable, which was later reinforced by a couple of girlfriends (consecutively, not concurrently!). Pendletons. Course knits. Big turtleneck collars. Zips and pullovers. To size, and oversized.

What was I thinking? What is it about women dressing up their men in sweaters?

Perhaps it is because of the stereotypes that the two contrasting outerwear conjures. Sweaters are civil, preppy and academic; jackets are tough, rebellious and baaad. Call me an enigma.

Except for this diversion, I'm really a jacket man. Always have been. I think it all began before I was able to freely visit any bar in the U.S., especially admiring the look of the classic bomber jacket and aviator sunglasses. Soon afterward I discovered motorcycling and jackets naturally came with the territory. Black. Leather. Jackets. Mmm, that wickedly pleasant aroma of new leather tickles my devilish fancy... but lately I've been wearing the more versatile armored synthetic jacket made mostly of ballistic Cordura nylon.

So what is it? What's a girl really want?! The inner sweater dude in me may be curious, but my James Dean-ian façade could care less. My motorcycle is my mistress and my jackets will be there to keep me warm.