So I got this surprise email in my inbox two weeks back—totally outta nowhere—saying the Masters design team wanted me to peek at their 2025 stuff before anyone else. Honestly? My first thought was “Yeah right, another phishing scam.” But hey, clicked the link anyway (risky, I know), and turns out… it was real. Wild.
Unboxing Day Chaos
Fast forward to last Tuesday. FedEx dude drops off this giant, beat-up box looking like it fought a bear. Ripped that thing open right in my doorway—forgot scissors, so used a kitchen knife. Don’t judge. Inside? Layers of crinkly brown paper shoved everywhere. Dug through it like a racoon in a trashcan and finally found the goods: four hoodies, two tees, and a weird beanie hybrid thing.
First thing I did? Sniff test. Yeah, you heard me. Fresh print smell hit me—chemical-y but satisfying. Like new shoes, but softer. Held up the black hoodie. Felt heavy. Real heavy. Thumbed the fabric. Brushed cotton, kinda rough but… solid? Checked the stitching around the hood—clean, no loose threads. Score.
The Mystery of the Beanie-Hood
Then there was this… thing. Called it a “Thermal Cuff.” Looked like a beanie got into a fight with a neck gaiter. Had no clue what to do with it. Tried it as a hat first—way too loose, slid right off. Then wrapped it around my neck like a scarf? Bulky. Felt like I was wearing a tire. Ended up yanking it over my ears only. Worked? Sorta. Still confused. But the inside… fleece lining. Super soft. Gotta admit, that part clicked.
Sticker Shock (The Price Kind)
Found the wholesale price sheet buried under tissue paper. My eyebrows shot up. That heavyweight hoodie? Nearly double last year’s cost. Almost choked. Started thinking, “Who’s gonna pay THIS?” Started feeling skeptical. Felt the fabric again. Weighed it in my hands. That thickness though… maybe justifies it? Maybe. Stress-tested a sleeve—yanked it sideways hard. Held together fine. Still… oof. That price.
Photoshoot Nightmare
Now for pics. My hallway = “studio.” Natural light sucks there after 3 PM. Had to hustle. Laid out the navy tee first. Flat lay shot looked boring. Like laundry. Threw it on my husband instead. Wrinkled instantly. Used a steamer like my life depended on it. Fog everywhere. Cat ran through the steam cloud, hated it. Chaos. Got one decent shot before the sun ditched me. Angled it so the tiny, embroidered Masters logo near the collar caught the light—took twenty tries to nail it.
The Verdict? Mixed. Real Mixed.
- Black Hoodie: Tank. Feels built to survive armageddon. Price hurts. Bad.
The “Thermal Cuff”: What even is this? Fleece is nice though.
Navy Tee: Soft jersey. Like wearing a cloud. Logo detail is slick. Wrinkles if you breathe on it.
Honestly? They’re betting big on premium. Feels tougher, looks cleaner… but your wallet’s gonna cry. 2025? Masters is either going all in on quality or wildly overpricing. Jury’s still out here.
