This flannel was originally my husband’s. I shrank it in the dryer. While mostly unintentional, I now have a lovely plaid button down to pair with a bitchin’ leather jacket. You see, dear reader, I attended the prestigious Northern Arizona University (aka “Harvard of the West,” aka “Land of Hippies and the Forefathers of Flannel.”) My fellow classmates intentionally wore plant-based tie dye shirts and, god forbid, chacos. I still have nightmares. One thing they got right, however, was the application of flannel. It is a wonderfully soft, versatile material and is readily found in high fashion or your local thrift shop.