 Years ago, I decided I was going to be a jacket person. I'm not sure that it was a conscious decision. Like, I didn't just wake up one day and throw out all my long-sleeve shirts. But I remember finding this insanely well-cut cropped denim jacket with a military collar and cinched waist. And the first time I wore it, I didn't take it off the entire day. At some point the next morning, stumbling around hungover and bleary-eyed, trying to get my together for work, it dawned on me that I could just wear that jacket again.