My shoe collection now includes some stylin’ Tevas and Keens. I’ve got a Pendleton hat that would make any Man of the Woods envious. And there are at least two items in my closet that bear the most elitist outdoors brand name of them all: Patagonia (often referred to as Patagucci for Gorpcorers in the know). I wouldn’t say I’m making batches of trail mix just yet, but there’s definitely something outdoorsier about my wardrobe. What hasn’t changed, however, is I’m inside just as much if not more than when granola style began filtering into my sartorial choices.