Two words from the French of the Alps: high, and summit.
Whiteout Headwear was founded by three friends who spent every winter they could in the Valais and never found a beanie that felt as considered as the rest of what they wore. The technical ones looked technical. The fashion ones fell apart in a season. So we made our own, in small numbers, with the mills that make knitwear for the houses we admire.
We do one thing. We make beanies, and a few caps for the months in between. Doing one thing lets us obsess over details nobody else bothers with: the depth of a crown so it sits right under a helmet, a rib that recovers after four months of being pulled on and off, a cashmere that softens rather than pills.
