During my junior year of high school, I had a minor obsession with duster sweaters. I mean, they were the thing to wear. I remember spending an entire paycheck from my lifeguarding job on one particular amazing duster sweater from Free People and then proudly parading around the halls of my high school in it, thinking I was so freakin’ cool. Sure, other students stepped on it when I sat down in class, and the bottom got super dirty. But I loved it.