Megan's a Reading, PA native, but not some knee-jerk, dyed in the wool Phillies fan. The starter jacket, she told me, she bought as a gift for a friend of hers online. It turned out to be too small for her friend. "I didn't realize it was supposed to be a youth large, and I [thought I] ordered a regular large," she told me. "And then it came, and I thought, ok, I get a new jacket!"
Megan's pants are vintage Gap. Her shoes are navy blue penny loafers. She doesn't know the brand. Why would she? Thrift store shopping is about finding what you can find. It takes patience and a certain casual disregard for the label-obsession of the status-conscious.