Santa Maul considers himself a gentleman of taste. This means he does not wear baseball caps, or any such gear reserved for the beer-swilling masses. As such, he finds these Star Wars baseball caps – while wildly creative – not the type of thing he would ever let near his perfectly-adequate head. But again, Santa Maul’s duty here is not to outfit himself, but you… Or friends with ridiculously pedantic taste in headgear. Santa Maul only points and comment: The rest is up to you. And at least none of them hold beer.
I gotta say, I’m kinda liking that stormtrooper hat. The Artoo one is also hilarious.
However, I refuse to pay that kind of money for a baseball hat. (Sorry. Trucker hat.)
Also, I dare someone to wear that Chewie one!
The prices really are kinda outrageous. Shame, too, ’cause the Jabba one is calling my name.
Paula: i’ll take your dare. I’d wear the Chewie hat.
although the Threepio one really cracks me up. but gold lame’ hats… not my style.