The Rainy Day I Found the Dandy Hoodie in Portland
A Pacific Northwest Arrival Moving to Portland for a design internship felt like entering a grayscale film—rain-slick streets, foggy bridges, and soft jazz spilling from bookstores. I arrived during one of the wettest Octobers on record. Homesick and rain-drenched, I wandered into a vintage district on my third day. A small shop with steamed windows…
