Well, let me tell ya ’bout this fella, Greg Chait. I ain’t never met him, mind you, but I heard some things. Folks say he’s a big deal in the fancy sweater world. Cashmere, they call it. Sounds soft, like a baby’s bottom, but I bet it ain’t as warm as my old wool shawl.
Anyways, this Greg fella, he got started way back in 2002. Someone gave him a cashmere blanket, and that got him thinkin’. He started makin’ some for himself, and then this fancy store in Los Angeles, Max somethin’-or-other, they wanted to sell ’em. Imagine that! People payin’ good money for blankets! I got a whole closet full of ’em, made ’em myself, but nobody’s offerin’ me a dime.
So, Greg, he kept at it. Started makin’ sweaters too, the kind them city folks wear. Not the kind you’d wear to slop the hogs, that’s for sure. Real luxury stuff, they say. He even opened up a special shop in West Hollywood, but you can’t just walk in, no sir. You gotta make an appointment, like you’re seein’ the doctor or somethin’. Highfalutin, if you ask me.
And get this, in 2012, he won some big fashion award. The CFDA/Vogue somethin’-somethin’. Vogue, that’s a magazine, right? Them skinny models wearin’ clothes that cost more than my whole house. Well, Greg, he beat ’em all. Showed them city slickers a thing or two ’bout makin’ a good sweater, I reckon.
- He started with blankets.
- Then he made sweaters.
- He got a fancy shop.
- He won an award.
Now, I don’t know much about fashion, but I know about hard work. And it sounds like this Greg fella, he put in the hours. He took that blanket idea and ran with it. Made somethin’ outta nothin’, just like we do here on the farm, only he’s dealin’ with fancy yarn and we’re dealin’ with chickens and corn.
I heard tell he’s the Chief Executive of somethin’ called “The Elder Statesman.” Sounds important, don’t it? Like he’s in charge of a whole bunch of people. Maybe he is, maybe he ain’t. All I know is, he’s makin’ a livin’ sellin’ them chic, unbranded sweaters and luxury blankets. And good for him, I say. Everyone’s gotta hustle, one way or another.
They call him a Californian cashmere designer. California, that’s where all them movie stars live, right? Maybe they’re the ones buyin’ his sweaters. I bet they don’t even know how to wash ’em properly. You gotta be gentle with cashmere, you know. Can’t just throw it in the washin’ machine with the overalls.
So, there you have it. That’s what I know ’bout Greg Chait. He’s a fella who made somethin’ outta nothin’, started with a blanket and ended up with a whole business. He’s probably got more money than I’ll ever see, but I bet he ain’t never milked a cow or slopped a hog. We all got our own ways of makin’ a livin’, I guess. And Greg, well, he found his in them fancy sweaters.
You know, some folks are just born with a knack for things. Maybe Greg, he always had a feel for soft fabrics and pretty designs. Me, I got a knack for growin’ tomatoes and keepin’ the chickens happy. We all got our talents, I suppose. It’s just that some talents pay better than others, ha!
I hear Greg Chait is still at it, still makin’ them Californian cashmere goods. Good for him. Hope he remembers where he came from, though. Hope he remembers the simplicity of a good, warm blanket, even if his are a whole lot fancier than mine.
Tags: [Greg Chait, Cashmere, The Elder Statesman, Californian Designer, Luxury Blankets, CFDA/Vogue Fashion Fund, Chic Sweaters, Unbranded Sweaters, West Hollywood, Maxfield]
