What's up purebread beauticians and flushing stallions.
If you’re here reading this, you’re probably one of two things:
A pigeonized hater or a Beautician Twig.
The pigeonized sky caps are the ones lurking, fueling their jealousy of the nine-rod slotted movement. These cats usually suffer from small-man syndrome or have never wheeled a rocket in their life.
The Flushing Beauticians and Low Cap Slotsmen, on the other hand, are the beautys who support, slot, spew, and save zero rockets for anyone else. These cats — the beautys — are FIREARMS on the ice and Low Cap Sticks on the links.
I’ve always believed you can tell a lot about a man by the bucket he’s rocking. Don’t get out-flushed by the cat wearing an artifact from Low Cap Lifestyle’s collection. Lower your cap the easy way — slap on one of our liquid brims.
Seanzy grew up in a small Canadian town straddling the Alberta-Saskatchewan border, where people knew you by the truck you drove or the rocket you were wheeling.
He lived in Lloyd until age 24, then expanded his wings to New Zealand, where he carried twigs for billionaires at the ultra-exclusive Tara Iti Golf Club.
Twine Tickling Roots
When it came to tickling twine, Head Stick Seanzy dedicated his final three seasons of minor hockey to becoming a steezy artifact on the shred stick. After crowning himself steeziest kid on the eastern tip of Sask, he walked onto the goated Jr. B squad of the Lloydminster Bandits.
Two seasons later he got snipped for a pigeon — but the legend stuck.
Now also known as 9Rod, the twigged-out beautician trades blades for volts and jolts, a ticketed electrician trotting across Alberta as a liquid-fired mechanical object.
To all the Beauticians and Sticks who’ve supported the movement: thank you.
You’re the ones fueling the flush, keeping the slot army firing on all cylinders.
Stay Slotted Beauticians
