Ah, here we have a cap that is less a garment than a sly epigram stitched in thread. “Kiss me, I’m a spooky Irishman” dances across the crown in autumnal flame, as if a ghost in a velvet cloak had taken up embroidery. The green corduroy base is not merely fabric, but a stage: a dark wood where wit and whimsy conspire under moonlight. It is a hat that winks at tradition even as it startles it, a charming contradiction—half-pub, half-parlor trick—meant for those who know that style, like humor, is most potent when worn lightly.
100% cotton corduroy
Soft, unstructured crown
Cotton twill sweatband and taping
Adjustable buckle
Blank product sourced from China
Ah, here we have a cap that is less a garment than a sly epigram stitched in thread. “Kiss me, I’m a spooky Irishman” dances across the crown in autumnal flame, as if a ghost in a velvet cloak had taken up embroidery. The green corduroy base is not merely fabric, but a stage: a dark wood where wit and whimsy conspire under moonlight. It is a hat that winks at tradition even as it startles it, a charming contradiction—half-pub, half-parlor trick—meant for those who know that style, like humor, is most potent when worn lightly.
100% cotton corduroy
Soft, unstructured crown
Cotton twill sweatband and taping
Adjustable buckle
Blank product sourced from China
