Honestly we're not really sure. Some believe we descended from the heavens as a gift from the gods. Some say we're the brainchild of a group of washed up pro-surfers, who escaped to a remote surf break in central Australia. And a few insist we're just a humble backyard operation, born in a shed somewhere along the East Coast.

Either way, legend has it that a pot of gold rashies is waiting for whoever finds out. Wear them and you'll instantly surf like Kelly Slater, or Mikey Feb, depending on how much hair you have.

Here's what we can say. All our designs start as hand drawings, inspired by stories we hear in the lineup, then we surf in them. Only the luckiest rashies are sold, otherwise we donate them to our grandmother's aqua aerobics class. Don't believe us? Slip one on when the surf's pumping and see it for yourself, it'll give ya' good luck.