A record of the city's seasons — the ones you only know if you're from here. Made in limited numbers. Gone when they're gone.
The day the bay forgets where it belongs. No storm, no rain — the water just comes up through the streets and takes the afternoon.
If you've parked on high ground in October, you already know.
Every order is the King Tide cap, edition of 99. A lucky few ship as rare variants — a Gold Edition (/10) and a single 1/1 Grail. You won't know which you got until it arrives.
We don't sell hats for a city. We make a record of its seasons — the tides, the storms, the cold mornings the iguanas fall from the trees. If you know, you know.
The season colorway. The cap everyone comes for. Numbered, gold-stamped, yours.
The emblem in gold thread. A surprise upgrade for ten lucky pulls per drop.
Blacked out, tonal, one per drop. The rarest thing 3:05 makes. You'll know if it's you.