Some days, I wake up and I just am a green custom printed hat. Not metaphorically. I mean emotionally, spiritually, fashionably. A little bit crooked, slightly misunderstood, possibly last worn at a bachelor party no one remembers—but still here. The kind of hat that screams, “I was designed by a committee of chaos and caffeine,” yet still somehow manages to pull off effortless style. I sit atop the head of life’s weirdest adventures: garage sales, backyard wrestling matches, and 2-for-1 margarita Tuesdays. And you know what? I’m proud. Because being a green custom printed hat means being bold enough to cover bad hair days, strange decisions, and even stranger slogans like “Beef Before Belief.” So yes, world—some days I feel like a green hat. And those days? They’re the best ones.
