Don’t save your sorry’s for the last goodbye.
Let’s give our ROSES while we’re here.
In the moments when we’re most afraid.
So paralyzed by our fears.
But what if the Sun didn’t split the night sky?
And what if the Moon didn’t called the tide?
• 50% cotton, 50% polyester
• Double-lined hood
• Double-needle stitching throughout
• Air-jet spun yarn with a soft feel and reduced pilling
• 1×1 athletic rib knit cuffs and waistband with spandex
• Front pouch pocket