One Week, One Essentials Tracksuit: How This Hoodie Became My Travel Must-Have Across Australia

Sunday – Melbourne, VIC

Got up around 6:30, still groggy from the flight. It was barely 7°C and grey outside — typical Melbourne. The tram screeched past as I stepped onto Bourke Street. The first order of business: coffee. I threw on my Essentials Hoodie, still wrinkled from the bag. No ironing is needed. That’s the point.

I headed into the laneway behind Hardware Street. Cold wind, but the hoodie hugged just right. Soft inside, not scratchy. Saw three others in various shades of the same piece. Funny how you can spot an Essentials Hoodie from ten metres if you know the cut.

By midday, I’d layered a bomber over it and swapped into jeans — looked put together enough for a second date at Arbory Afloat. No one blinked. She even said, “Nice hoodie. Looks expensive, but like… not loud?” Nailed it.

Monday – Brisbane, QLD

It’s a sauna up here by comparison. Took a 7 AM flight, landed and peeled off everything except the Essentials Tracksuit pants. Surprisingly breathable. Wore it down to New Farm for a client call. Laptop, iced latte, joggers, tee.

Still had the hoodie tied around my waist just in case. Brisbane’s got that weird breeze that cuts you up by 4 PM.

I walked through Powerhouse Park and sat near the river for an hour doing nothing. Kids screaming, an old couple dancing to Bluetooth jazz, ga uy juggling lemons. My hoodie came on again — that 4 PM switch.

There’s something about the fit. I’ve owned tracksuits that feel like pyjamas and others that try to be suits. The Essentials Tracksuit is in that rare lane where you don’t feel underdressed or overdressed.

Tuesday – Perth, WA

Woke up in Northbridge. Stayed at a mate’s place — dusty, loud, with no curtains. Threw on my Essentials Hoodie again before even brushing my teeth. It was lying on the chair where I left it. No wrinkles. Still smelled okay.

We walked down William Street looking for a decent breakfast. Saw someone else in an Essentials Tracksuit, full set — same fog-colour mine comes in. Gave the silent nod. Hoodie respect.

By afternoon, we were at Cottesloe Beach. Hoodie came off, stuffed in the bag. No branding visible, which I like. The Essentials Tracksuit is low-key, unlike the shouty stuff everyone wore in 2020.

At dinner in Fremantle, I put it all back on — hoodie and joggers. Breezy night by the water, perfect combo. My mate joked: “You living in that or what?” Yeah, kinda.

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Wednesday – Adelaide, SA

Back in cooler air. Landed in the morning and took the tram to Glenelg for a walk. Had the Essentials Hoodie zipped halfway, headphones in, no rush. It’s a pace thing here — slower, thoughtful.

Met a cousin I hadn’t seen in three years. She pointed at the joggers and asked if they were from that “LA brand.” I nodded. “They’re part of the Essentials Tracksuit,” I said, half embarrassed I’d brought it up again.

She wore activewear. I wore this. Honestly? I felt sharper. The Essentials gear doesn’t bag at the knees or bunch around the hips. It gives a bit of structure to lazy dressing.

Even after five days of wear, nothing sagged, nothing faded. Just kept rolling.

Thursday – Sydney, NSW

Red-eye flight. Cold again. Hoodie on as usual. Used it as a pillow during the flight. Still wore it out when we landed — not even ashamed. Took the train to Newtown. By the time I reached the station, three people had already looked at it twice.

There’s something about Sydney — more eyes, more judgment. But the Essentials Hoodie plays both sides. It’s relaxed, but polished. You can take it to a pub or brunch, and no one will think twice.

Went down to Circular Quay in the evening. Sitting by the water, eating takeaway Thai. Tracksuit on, shoes off. The breeze off the harbour was brutal. My hoodie kept me snug.

Friday – Byron Bay, NSW

Took the early morning bus. Seven hours of hell. Slept like garbage and woke up stiff. Put on the full Essentials Tracksuit and wandered barefoot to the beach.

Didn’t pack much else for Byron. You don’t need to. Hoodie for mornings, joggers for night walks. Swapped tees and socks and just kept rotating the layers. Still looked good.

There’s a kind of magic to wearing something that doesn’t need care. The tracksuit doesn’t crease. The hoodie never feels too hot or too cold. I dunked the sleeves in coffee by mistake — wiped it with a towel and kept moving.

Simplicity becomes a luxury when it removes effort.

Saturday – Back Home, Newcastle, NSW

Home at last. Seven full days. Eight cities. One bag. The only constant: the Essentials Hoodie and my Essentials Tracksuit.

Unpacked at 10 AM, tossed them in the laundry, low spin. No damage. No pills. Dried them on a rack, back in the wardrobe by night.

I own other hoodies. Techwear. Retrofits. Brand-heavy logos. None of them gives me what Essentials does: neutrality, consistency, and no second-guessing.

This isn’t fast fashion. It’s fast-function. It keeps up when the weather shifts, when the schedule changes, when I’m flying red-eyes or walking for hours.

Why It Works for Aussies

• Weather-Ready: From Hobart to Darwin, Essentials handles layering like a pro.
  
• City-Fluid: Doesn’t matter if you’re in Adelaide laneways or Perth bars — it blends.
  
• Timeless Colours: Neutral shades mean zero clashes with your wardrobe.
  
• Low Branding: A subtle flex, not a loud statement.
  
• Durability: Wash after wash, trip after trip — no fade, no shrink, no-nonsense.
  

Final Take

The Essentials Hoodie isn’t hype. It’s a habit. You put it on once and never take it off.
The Essentials Tracksuit doesn’t try hard. It just does hard.

If you’re in Australia, bouncing between suburbs, beaches, airports, and rooftops — this gear will carry you. Whether it’s winter in Melbourne, heat in Brisbane, or cool nights in Byron, it’s ready.