The night has ended, but the city hasn’t exhaled yet. Central Park still carries the afterglow: The Weeknd’s falsetto hanging like smoke above the treetops, Shakira’s fire refusing to cool, Tyla and Ayra Starr’s rhythm pulsing in the soil, Mariah the Scientist’s voice soft as midnight. Hugh Jackman, a final bow beneath the skyline.
And you? You leave with this.
A trucker hat, cut and stitched in Los Angeles, where the Pacific light seasons every fabric before it travels east. Unisex fit, adjustable, built to follow you through crowded lawns, long summers, and winters that demand memory. On the crown, the Global Citizen mark—stitched, bold, undeniable.
