Description

Introducing the keychain that gets you. You know, the one that speaks fluent exasperation and has absolutely had it with your daily game of “hide and seek: key edition.” This little beauty screams the exact phrase you mutter (or shout) at least once a day: “Where are my f*cking keys?” Except now, its on your keys. Ironic? Yes. Helpful? Also yes.

Choose from classic black and white (for that chic, minimalist panic) or yellow floral, which screams “I’m a ray of sunshine who still swears profusely.” Either way, its the perfect mix of sass, chaos, and possibly the only adulting tool youll actually use consistently.

Clip it on. Lose your keys. Laugh through the rage.

Bonus: Makes a great gift for anyone whos ever torn apart a couch cushion in a blind rage. So basically everyone.