Meet Robusto Randy™

The Cigar-Struttin’ Soul of Smolder & Stitch™

From the smoky parlors of Ybor City to the neon nights of Havana and the golden boardwalks of Belmar, Robusto Randy™ has always walked with purpose—and a perfectly lit cigar. Born into the world of tradition, raised among rollers, and stitched in swagger, Randy isn’t just a rooster—he’s a movement.

Draped in his signature guayabera and backed by decades of smoke, culture, and stitched pride, Randy represents everything Smolder & Stitch™ stands for: timeless flavor, bold design, and stories that linger like a good draw.

Whether he's watching the waves with a bourbon in hand, sharing wisdom at the lounge, or strutting down 7th Ave—Randy lives life on his own terms. And now, he invites you to join the flock.

🔥 "If it ain’t stitched, it ain’t legit." – Robusto Randy™

Randy’s Roots: Raised in the Roll Room

Long before the strut, the shades, and the smoke, Robusto Randy™ was just a wide-eyed hatchling peeking through the swirling haze of a backroom cigar factory in Ybor City.

He didn’t grow up chasing worms—Randy chased wisdom. While other chicks played outside, he sat in the corners of the roll room, soaking in the scent of aged tobacco and watching master rollers shape stories into smokes. The clack of chavetas, the hum of Spanish music, and the steady rhythm of hands at work became the lullabies of his youth.

Randy was raised by roosters who had calluses on their claws and fire in their lungs. They taught him how to blend patience with pressure, how every cigar told a story—and how to carry yourself with pride, even if your feathers smelled like cedar and smoke.

He rolled his first cigar at just six weeks old, too big for his beak but rich with ambition. And when he finally lit it, the room went quiet. The elders knew: this young rooster wasn’t just puffin’. He was born to lead the flock.

"The factory gave me lungs of fire and wings stitched with legacy. That’s where I became Randy." – Robusto Randy™

A person dressed as a chicken with sunglasses, smoking a cigar, walking on a boardwalk near Belmar Beach. The chicken wears a black shirt with 'Smolder & Stitch' embroidered on it and has a sunset in the background.

Robusto Randy’s Rules of the Leaf

The Smolder Code™

  • If your puff is smooth, your energy should match. No rush. No noise. No ego.

    “A bold smoke deserves a calm soul.”

  • Respect the flame. It's a ritual, not a race.

    "We all walk our own draw."

  • Don’t just puff — understand the leaf. Know your wrappers, your fillers, your history.

    "A maduro ain’t just dark—it’s aged like respect."

  • Lounge convo is sacred. Let the draw speak between your thoughts.

    "Wisdom rides on the exhale."

  • Let your ash fall when it wants. No tapping like you’re nervous.

    "A true cigar shows patience in every crumble."

  • Whether it’s bourbon, cafecito, or coconut water, your drink should honor the smoke—not fight it.

    "The right pour pulls the leaf’s soul to the surface."

  • Behind every cigar is a hand that sacrificed comfort for craftsmanship. Speak their name.

    "The ones who roll in silence built our smoke in legacy."

  • Bands don’t make you better. Price doesn’t make you wise.

    "A $5 smoke in good company is worth more than a $50 puff in silence."

  • The faster you smoke, the more you miss. Let the moment marinate.

    "Let your life be a long draw."

  • Cigar culture is a tradition. Bring someone in. Teach them the etiquette. Show them the light.

    "Each flame you share keeps the culture lit."