About

I couldn't find the one I wanted, so I made it.

Every spider hoodie I came across told the same story. Thin polyester that went shapeless after two washes. A print that peeled off in the machine. A hood that looked incredible in the photo and swallowed your face the second you actually put it on. Costume stuff, sold to grown adults at a straight face.

I'm Sam. I grew up on this character — the comics, the films, the versions people still argue about at 2am. Somewhere along the line it turned into something you were supposed to grow out of. I never did. And I got tired of my only two options being a kid's costume or a fifteen-dollar hoodie that fell apart before winter ended.

So I stopped waiting and made the one I'd actually wear.

What that means when you're holding it

400 g air-layer knit. Two layers with a cushion of air between them. Warm like a proper winter piece, without the bulk, and it doesn't cook you the moment you step indoors.

A web you can feel. It isn't a patch glued on top. The pattern is printed into the fabric and sits raised on the surface — run your hand across the chest and you'll find it.

One zip, all the way over the hood. Wear it open like a cardigan, half-zipped, or fully closed and disappear into it. Your vision stays clear either way. I wouldn't sell it otherwise.

One at a time, and numbered

I cut and print every single one myself, one at a time. Before it ships, I write its run number inside the collar by hand. Yours carries a number nobody else has.

It isn't a marketing gimmick — it started as the way I kept track of what I'd made. But it means something I didn't expect: the thing on your shoulders was in my hands two days earlier. That's also why yours takes a day or two to go out, and why there are only ever a handful of each design.

If you're on the fence

You get 90 days. Wear it, wash it, put the hood up in public and see how that feels. If it isn't what you hoped for, send it back and I'll refund you in full — no reason needed, no questions.

I'd rather you keep it because you love it than because you're stuck with it.

— Sam