Utah

The desert has a different wardrobe logic. Mornings in Moab are cold enough for a flannel over a base layer. By 2 p.m. you're in a tank and a cap. After the sun drops, the temperature falls thirty degrees and you're pulling on the wool again. Clothes have to earn their place three times a day.

This edit is built around that cycle: merino from Ten Thousand, waxed outerwear from Johnnie-O, denim and cotton from Greyson and TravisMathew that won't snag on sandstone, and pieces that read right around a fire in an enamel mug. Rust, olive, warm gray, and sand — borrowed from the rock itself.