08/31/2026
September 2018. I was 20 years old and somehow showing at New York Fashion Week.
The collection was called Eat My Shorts. The concept was a family, a be**er car, a dad coming home from work and desperately trying to find the remote so he could watch the football game. I went to an actual car yard and pulled seat belts, upholstery, rear view mirrors etc. straight off the vehicles. I cubed toy cars and stitched them onto jeans. One of the jerseys said “where the f**k is the remote.”
A reporter backstage called me a fashion troll. I genuinely still think about that as one of the best things anyone has ever said about my work lol 💃🏻
The construction was rough! I knew it then and I definitely know it now. But something about that collection still sits with me, because there is a version of making things that is completely unhinged and totally unserious and somehow exactly right, and I think I had that figured out at 20 before I had almost anything else figured out.
Next up: where things went from New York❤️