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Start Slow Sweater

Color: Vintage Black | Size: S

Start Slow Sweater

$50.50

Ever get cold when it gets cold and just wearing more t-shirts isn't enough?

That's why we developed The Sweater. We built on the success of our patented T-Shit® design through years of R&D, and real-life testing in a field. 

We've added extra material from the elbow all the way through to the wrist for added support and warmth, and based on athlete feedback we've even gone as far as increasing the thickness of the material throughout the entire piece for that snugasabuginarug cosy feel.

Heads up! This sweatshirt runs small. For the perfect fit, we recommend ordering one size larger than your usual size.

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• 100% cotton face
• 65% cotton, 35% polyester
• Charcoal Heather is 55% cotton, 45% polyester
• Fabric weight: 8.5 oz/y² (288.2 g/m²)
• Tightly knit 3-end fleece
• Side-seamed construction
• Self-fabric patch on the back
• Double-needle stitched rib collar, cuffs, and hem
• Blank product sourced from Pakistan

These jumpers run slightly on the smaller size, so if you prefer a looser fit, we recommend going up a size.
Size Label Length (cm) Width (cm) Sleeve Length (cm)
S 68.6 50.8 59.7
M 71 53.3 61
L 73.7 58.4 61
XL 76.2 63.5 61
2XL 78.7 67.3 61
3XL 81.3 71 61

Do you ever think about what it takes to stock and maintain all of these different colours and designs? No, you only think about yourself.

This item is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. (Not to mention, we're very very lazy.)

Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions. (Assuming you're actually going to buy one, if not, I revoke this heartfelt thank-you, and replace it with a look of distain. Imagine the kind of look a librarian gives you, peering down her nose, her gaze slightly above her cat-eye glasses, not having to say a word, the daggers firing from her soul are enough to tell you to shut the f**k up. That's the kind of feeling we're talking about here. Thanks!)