This week, we’re honored to have a guest writer on our blog. Enjoy!
Every time I wear my brimless Stormy Kromer on the streets of New York City I get looks which is sayin’ somethin’ because it’s hard to catch the eye of a native New Yorker. They tend to be elsewhere. It has a lot to do with having seen everything there is to see and knowing everything there is to know. After a half dozen double takes, I started answering the unanswerable.
“It’s a Stormy Kromer.”
Jack Lemmon told me once, “Kid, if you want to make it in this business, you gotta be different.” I’m happy to report that wearing a Kromer on the streets of Manhattan qualifies. That said, I don’t remember exactly where I was when it happened. Probably the Upper West Side. I saw him coming towards me from half a block away. I slowed my walk, eyeballing this complete stranger wearing what could only be a Kromer. Little black shoelace in the front. Perfectly tied.
“Nice hat,” he said. And kept right on walking.
For a New Yorker, that’s a rave.
— Jeff Daniels
These are the stories of real people who embody, emulate, or otherwise exhibit the short-list of values we care about most at Stormy Kromer—kindness, family, neighborliness, resilience, graciousness, strength, adventure, and a love of the elements (both urban and natural)—despite any adversity. We build caps, clothes, and accessories for a special community that’s not only eager to thrive within those elements, but also give something back. Our clothes are made like them. Like you. These are your stories.