For elvendude

This summer is going to be so awesome!

Not because I'm into the warm weather or anything, but because there's a very popular jacket in Seattle that I'm getting really sick of seeing. Maybe there's a name for it, but I'm not the type of person who reads Lucky. I'll refer to it as That Damn Jacket. Really, it's not the jacket itself that's so bad, it's that so many people wear it, even in groups. I've seen a group of five girls all wearing it at the same time. Any given day this last winter, I saw anywhere from 20 to 50 people wearing it.


Here's a lovely couple, each of them sporting that damn jacket. Think they like to have sex while wearing those damn jackets? Bonus: she's wearing open-toed shoes. It's supposedly so cold that she has to wear a furry, puffy jacket, but not so cold that she'll cover her red toenails.


Think only two people in this picture are wearing that damn jacket? Wrong. The girl behind the bus schedule is also wearing one.

The thing I hate most is when people walk around with their arms pulled into the torso of their damn jackets, leaving the jacket's arms flopping around empty. The worst example I saw this year was a woman at the bus stop with her arms pulled in, one hand sticking out of the neck opening holding her cigarette. She got on the bus this way, holding a transfer out of the neck hole. I really hoped the bus would take off and she'd be unable to catch herself, but no such luck.

I'm not one of those people who regrets much, and I almost never say I wish I could go back and change something, because you just can't, so it's a waste to think that way. But since I have unlimited space on flickr I wish I'd spent the winter documenting all times I saw that damn jacket, so you wouldn't think I'm exaggerating now. I haven't seen a jacket craze this bad since my first winter here, in 1999. I swear, every third person had a yellow windbreaker that year.