You've always been somebody's baby. Whether that means the kid who got away with everything, the one they worried about the most, or the person someone out there is still rooting for, that title follows you.
This cap is a nod to that. Washed-out black, broken in before it ever hits your head, with somebody's baby stitched across the front in soft white script, like a note someone left you a long time ago that you never forgot.
Wear it on the days you need the reminder. Wear it on the days you already know.
Pigment dyed for that lived-in softness. Structured enough to hold its shape. The kind of hat that looks like it has a story the moment you put it on.
Because you were never nobody's.
You've always been somebody's baby. Whether that means the kid who got away with everything, the one they worried about the most, or the person someone out there is still rooting for, that title follows you.
This cap is a nod to that. Washed-out black, broken in before it ever hits your head, with somebody's baby stitched across the front in soft white script, like a note someone left you a long time ago that you never forgot.
Wear it on the days you need the reminder. Wear it on the days you already know.
Pigment dyed for that lived-in softness. Structured enough to hold its shape. The kind of hat that looks like it has a story the moment you put it on.
Because you were never nobody's.
