I make every garment with my own hands, in the hope that it will find its true wearer. I absolutely hate the idea of putting a piece of clothing into a wardrobe to wait for a ‘special occasion.’ Clothing is not a trophy, it is not decoration — it is a function, a second skin. It should wrap your body, be worn in, be marked by time, and explore life together with you.
This is my manifesto: to produce every garment under the control of my own hands, entrusted only to like-minded people who will wear it as their uniform. I want to stay away from mercantile resellers. More and more I see artisans’ work being flipped for profit — and it boils me. You claim to respect the craft, but you treat it as a commodity, not as something to be lived in. I hate this consumerist approach.
This bag was created for my mother — the person who has always supported me, who gave me the space to create, and who I know will truly wear what I make.
This post is an attempt to give food for thought, and perhaps inspire you to rethink the way you treat garments. Please, wear them in their primal, intended function — as living objects, not dead possessions.
