The warmth is played out, suntans have lost their sparkle — even mojitos have abandoned their minty appeal. We’re ready to swap sweat for sweaters, and — as said item is among our favorite of apparels — we will welcome fall with our arms wide open and covered in shit.

Oh, hold on; La Merde, we mean. Covered in La Merde. And for you saucy bilinguals out there, yes, both words do mean the same thing, but La Merde also happens to represent a decidedly un-poopy clothing company based out of Portland, Oregon. They specialize in a breed of very outstanding hoodies — dapper, well-cut, rockstar/fop- hybrid things — that make me want to crawl straight out of summer and into the embrace of boy hovering just under room temperature.

Browse the upcoming collection here, and do your best not to lose your merde over the linings, details, and overall street sense that make this collection of toppers worth trick-or-treating in. You can’t shop on their site, nor is there a dealer list to comb through, so what the heck? Just shoot them an e-mail to get a jacket to carry you through 2009.