, a recent graduate of the London College of Fashion
, decided that a puffy green jacket that literally hugs the wearer was something men could use on cold and lonely days.
If only this jacket
was available while Kafka was alive perhaps he wouldn't have met such an ignominious end. After all, hasn't many a human being been felled by essentially an insufficient amount of hugs? With five sets of green hands front and back, one can imagine even the most recalcitrant melting into a communal cuddle puddle, sans commune. Picture if you will Newt Gingrich surrounded by puffy green hugged love, gurgling with childlike glee. It might be a pretty sight, well maybe not, but who knows America might finally get universal medical coverage out of it. And to think it could all to start with a Hug...Me Jacket.