Sugar and spice and everything nice.

A saying that at the dawn of time attributed to what little boys and girls were made off and so should behave accordingly.
I couldn’t give a rats ass regarding how kids should behave. If they love sand so much they wanna stuff their mouth full, let them. Why should I push my food ideologies on them if they’ve figured out a much quicker way to fill up on minerals.

But we’re getting off the point.

Or well, to be honest, there isn’t really a point to be made.
I could tell you some long and intricate story of how the founders came up with the idea of kepa when they were looking out over some Mediterranean horizon while sipping limoncello, and suddenly realized they didn’t have anything to shade themselves from the sun with. One of them would realize that they should make a hat that protects your face from ultraviolet radiation and looks amazing, and in some weird way relates to their grandpa wearing a cap as an old sailor. Eureka!

But in the end, none of that happened.

In the end we just love ourselves a nice cap, and we thought it would be neat to place words, that make us feel warm inside, on those caps.
That’s all that really matters. Something gives me that special feeling inside. A feeling that is hard to put my finger on, but I love it all the same. And as a thank you to that special something,

I wear it on a cap.