"I'm On Fire for Rhode Island" Sweatshirt

"I'm On Fire for Rhode Island" Sweatshirt

Regular price $39.99 USD
Regular price Sale price $39.99 USD
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Size guide

Sweatshirt: Gildan 18000 Heavy Blend Crewneck Sweatshirt. Measurements are of the garment laid flat, give or take 1.5 in.

Sweatshirt measurements in inches
SizeSMLXL2XL3XL4XL5XL
Width2022242628303234
Length2728293031323334
Sleeve length (from center back)33.534.535.536.537.538.539.540.5
Sweatshirt measurements in inches
SizeWidthLengthSleeve length (from center back)
S202733.5
M222834.5
L242935.5
XL263036.5
2XL283137.5
3XL303238.5
4XL323339.5
5XL343440.5

How to measure

Width: lay the shirt flat and measure straight across the chest, armpit to armpit.

Length: from the highest point of the shoulder, next to the collar, down to the bottom hem.

Sleeve length: on long sleeves, from the shoulder seam to the cuff. "From center back" means from the middle of the back of the collar, over the shoulder, to the cuff.

Tip: measure a shirt you already like and compare it with the chart.

All sales are final. No returns or exchanges, so please check the size guide before you order.

Shipping

Free US shipping on orders of $90 or more. Below that, shipping is calculated at checkout.

Every item is printed to order. Orders are processed within 1 to 3 business days, and you get an email with tracking as soon as yours ships.

Shipping policy

Returns: all sales final

We do not accept returns or exchanges. That includes ordering the wrong size or color, or changing your mind, because every item is printed just for you.

If your item arrives damaged or misprinted, email info@emojistates.com within 14 days of delivery with a clear photo of the problem, and we will reprint it or refund you.

Refund policy

Yes, it is the smallest state. No, that does not mean you get to talk about it. This is the heart on fire emoji, which is the universal symbol for loving something so hard it becomes a medical issue, and that is exactly what happens to a person who grew up where you can drive across the entire state in the time it takes a frozen pizza to cook. This is for the people who call a milkshake a cabinet, who put celery salt on things, who order a coffee flavored milk with a straight face, and who will fight you over which beach has the best fries. The rotaries are chaos, the accent drops every R like it owes money, and the summer traffic over the bridges is a crime against humanity. Still obsessed. Still on fire about it. Soft enough to live in, built to survive the washing machine, and cut to hang right whether you are at a clam shack or a cookout. Wear it until it becomes a personality trait.
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