MICHELIN DREAMS. PIZZA WAGES.

They trained you to julienne with surgical precision, to plate like a goddamn artist, and to chase stars you can’t afford to eat under. But the paycheck? That’s strictly pepperoni-tier.
This tee is for the dreamers in busted clogs. The ones who crank out foie gras for folks who won’t tip, then crush leftover slices in the alley out back.
Black as a burnt roux.
Fits like your last nerve before a rush.
Worn by the underpaid, overworked, and madly in love with the life.

This isn’t your average tee — it’s the post-shift uniform for those who’ve earned every scar, every burn, every “Yes, Chef” screamed into the void. Cut from 100% cotton (the real kind, not some silky influencer blend), this shirt holds its shape like a line cook holds a grudge — tight, sharp, and ready for whatever the fuck comes next.

Whether you're layering up for the walk-in or winding down with something brown in a glass, it’s got the weight and structure to remind you: you survived the night.

100% cotton, unless it’s grey — then it’s a bit of a mutt (but still loyal)

Built thick enough to handle fryer smoke and shame

Stitched tough — no flimsy fashion seams here

Fits like it’s meant to — not clinging, not sloppy, just right

Sourced from places where people still work for a living.
Worn by people who never stop.


Every piece is made just for you the moment you order. That means it takes a little longer to show up at your door — but we’re not cranking out piles of landfill fashion no one asked for.

We make it on demand, not on autopilot.
No waste. No warehouse full of crap.
Just a slower, smarter way to get gear that actually matters.

Thanks for giving a damn. Most people don’t.