I love a hoody. A big fat, slubby hoody which has been your favourite for years. Though, it has its place. Hangover days, Fridays, Sundays and flu days. Well, they’re the days I would choose to wear a hoody anyway. This hoody is different. Its poncho-esque, voluminous, as soft as a peachy peach and its grey. What more do you need, especially in this ridiculous winter which seems to be as long as the yellow brick road without the promise of any kind of rainbow.